Ember
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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Mon, May 4, 2020
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"Escort me to my chambers." I mutter, I try to sound direct, but my order comes out as a request, and I despise it. His stark blue eyes meet mine, there is a playful twinkle in them as he gets up and returns the trauma kit to its original place. "Of course, Your Majesty." From anyone else, that would've sounded respectful, dutiful even. Yet as it leaves Draytus' lips, I easily catch the playful manner in which he says it, as if he'd be talking to his little sister. I'm not his little sister yet and if he truly believes that I'll accept his brotherly joy, he'll be disappointed. ------•------ War is raging, kingdoms are either allies or enemies and Princess Lyveanne is right in the middle of it. Lyveanne, the Princess of the mountain kingdom Somire is promised to marry the King of the Tundra, Jatolinus, her life falls apart. Her kingdom is that of the Embers; those who are born with fire in their veins, while the Tundra is the home of the Icelings; those with frost in their veins. With her parents already passed away and her only brother on the throne, about to be married to a horrible woman whom he loves dearly, Lyveanne accepts her faith, knowing her brother did all he could to safe her from such a dreadful faith. Will she get used to her life at the Tundra's court? Will her Iceling King warm up to her, or will Lyveanne's heart turn as cold as Jatolinus'? And what happens to her family's kingdom now that she is no longer at court? ------•------ 05/04/2020 - 4th in the Icebender category
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Every crown is a curse, and every heir is a sacrifice, When peace lies in bloody nights what will happen when the her ice cold heart melts in this warm embrace? She was not the woman she appeared to be. Behind those sharp eyes and cold composure was a soul shattered by betrayal and heartbreak. Once, she had known laughter, softness, and trust-but those days were long buried beneath layers of pain and rage. The scars of her past had carved away the girl she used to be, leaving behind a woman with a heart frozen in ice. Trust was a luxury she could no longer afford, and love? Love had become a cruel illusion she no longer believed in. All that remained was a single, burning desire-revenge. It was her fuel, her purpose, and the reason she rose each day with fire in her veins and steel in her gaze. She had become a devil in the eyes of many, but they didn't know the story behind the flames. And then, he came. A man unlike any she had ever known-warm where she was cold, gentle where she was fierce. He saw the thorns and bled willingly just to hold the rose. He didn't flinch at her anger or retreat from her silence. Instead, he embraced her darkness like it was a part of him. To him, she wasn't broken-she was beautiful in ways the world failed to understand. He loved her not despite her demons, but because of them. For the first time in years, she felt the warmth of something unfamiliar-hope. He would give up everything for her: his name, his pride, even his morals. Not because he was weak, but because his love for her was that strong. He didn't want to fix her-he only wanted to hold her, to show her that she didn't have to fight alone.

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