The Ice King
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Last published Thu, Jun 11, 2020
Forced to flee from home to settle along with a grim family, Eleanora was plunged into a hectic situation.
Terrible events arise at Eleanora's kingdom; Crosodor and promptly sent away to live with a close relative. She assumed to thrive among a loving family but finds herself with the worst, obliged to do all the work as a housemaid.
High-class opulence, king Damien, recognized as the Ice king along with a hot temper mess. Lives alone surrounded by immense walls that cover up the massive castle, with a snap of a finger he takes what he demands, with a flick of a wrist he ends a life.
Eleanora and Damien didn't acknowledge what's running towards them until they found one another. In a blink, their lives turn upside down. Sometimes things aren't always for the best, but for the worse.
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"Tell me before I accept your silence for a no."
When I didn't answer, Damien slowly withdrew. I felt ill from the loss of contact and didn't even think about the words as they tumble out my lips impetuously.
"I never wanted anyone else."
He stares into my eyes moments before he leans in...
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