As a princess that could not wield magic, Princess Daphne’s only value to her kingdom was her arranged marriage. The task was simple, but when Daphne gets kidnapped and brought to the cold mountains of Vramid, she realizes that she’s in over her head.She had heard of these cursed mountains before― rocky terrain, freezing temperatures, and the land was ruled by a man feared by many within the continent.King Atticus Heinvres, the blood-thirsty ruler of the North.Even though she had never met him before, tales were spread of King Atticus’s ruthlessness. Some said he was a monster, others claimed he was the devil himself, but whatever the story was, everyone knew of the man who had powers beyond anyone’s imagination. He could topple armies and crumble nations with just one wave of his hand, aided by what others rumored to be a cursed obsidian ring.No one outside of Vramid had ever met the fearsome king before. Not until Daphne.However, upon meeting the formidable man, Daphne found out that the king might not really be the monster others had claimed him to be.In fact, what was hidden under that obsidian shield could just be a diamond in the rough.―[Excerpt]“Now… where should I put you both?” he asked casually, not expecting a reply. “It’s regretful that I only have one chandelier.”“Underneath my bed? No, no, too dirty. My dust bunnies don’t deserve this,” Atticus mused to himself. “The mantlepiece? How about the vanity table? I suppose if I lop off one of your heads I could mount it over… Wife, which head do you want to stare at while you do your hair?”“Atticus!” Daphne screamed. “I don’t want any heads! Let them go.”“Fair enough.” Atticus shrugged, and flicked his fingers.There were two identical cracks as both necks snapped at once.Daphne gasped, horrified. This man, her husband, had just killed two men with a flick of his finger, as though he was snuffing out candles.“I told you to let them go!” Daphne cried out.“Yes, I let them go,” Atticus said. Then, his eyes darkened. “To receive divine judgment from the heavens.”― …………………………………………………………… Dear readers! Without any ads, maybe you will prefer .
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- Chapter 574: Long Journey
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- Chapter 571: The Art of Seduction
- Chapter 570: Spread His Wings
- Chapter 569: Shattering Realization
- Chapter 568: In Trouble
- Chapter 567: Humble Servant
- Chapter 566: The Blue Stone III
- Chapter 565: The Blue Stone II
- Chapter 564: The Blue Stone I
- Chapter 563: Humble Abode
- Chapter 562: Hole in the Story
- Chapter 561: Said Too Much
- Chapter 560: The Unfavored Princess
- Chapter 559: From Foreign Land
- Chapter 558: An Innocent Ruby
- Chapter 557: A Mere Lord
- Chapter 556: Santok’s Royal Family
- Chapter 555: Man Who Escaped Death
- Chapter 554: Crimson Discovery I
- Chapter 553: Find the Mole
- Chapter 552: Force A Path
- Chapter 551: Bolder Than Nedour Fashion
- Chapter 550: Evil With Turned Savior
- Chapter 549: Skin
- Chapter 548: Santok’s Wares
- Chapter 547: Rile Him
- Chapter 546: Oddly Skilled
- Chapter 545: Higher Chances Than Expected
- Chapter 544: The Second Event
- Chapter 543: Déjà Vu
- Chapter 542: All Signs to Look For
- Chapter 541: The Seagull Man
- Chapter 540: Difficult Questions
- Chapter 539: A Fool or A Scholar
- Chapter 538: A Lack of Presence
- Chapter 537: The First Test
- Chapter 536: Unlikely Suspect
- Chapter 535: Hoity-Toity Disagreements
- Chapter 534: Death Follows
- Chapter 533: The Other Contestants
- Chapter 532: Seaside Charms
- Chapter 531: Lost Puppy
- Chapter 530: Nedour’s Shores
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As a princess that could not wield magic, Princess Daphne’s only value to her kingdom was her arranged marriage. The task was simple, but when Daphne gets kidnapped and brought to the cold mountains of Vramid, she realizes that she’s in over her head.
She had heard of these cursed mountains before― rocky terrain, freezing temperatures, and the land was ruled by a man feared by many within the continent.
King Atticus Heinvres, the blood-thirsty ruler of the North.
Even though she had never met him before, tales were spread of King Atticus’s ruthlessness. Some said he was a monster, others claimed he was the devil himself, but whatever the story was, everyone knew of the man who had powers beyond anyone’s imagination. He could topple armies and crumble nations with just one wave of his hand, aided by what others rumored to be a cursed obsidian ring.
No one outside of Vramid had ever met the fearsome king before. Not until Daphne.
However, upon meeting the formidable man, Daphne found out that the king might not really be the monster others had claimed him to be.
In fact, what was hidden under that obsidian shield could just be a diamond in the rough.
―
[Excerpt]
“Now… where should I put you both?” he asked casually, not expecting a reply. “It’s regretful that I only have one chandelier.”
“Underneath my bed? No, no, too dirty. My dust bunnies don’t deserve this,” Atticus mused to himself. “The mantlepiece? How about the vanity table? I suppose if I lop off one of your heads I could mount it over… Wife, which head do you want to stare at while you do your hair?”
“Atticus!” Daphne screamed. “I don’t want any heads! Let them go.”
“Fair enough.” Atticus shrugged, and flicked his fingers.
There were two identical cracks as both necks snapped at once.
Daphne gasped, horrified. This man, her husband, had just killed two men with a flick of his finger, as though he was snuffing out candles.
“I told you to let them go!” Daphne cried out.
“Yes, I let them go,” Atticus said. Then, his eyes darkened. “To receive divine judgment from the heavens.”
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