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Unlikely Alliance

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The next morning, Hazel’s mind was still grappling with the reality of her arranged marriage. She hadn’t seen Damon since their brief, intense meeting in her chambers, but his presence in the castle was impossible to ignore. Even among the knights and lords of her own kingdom, Damon stood out with an aura that demanded submission, a reminder that he was no mere mortal but a demon from a distant, shadowed realm.Her thoughts churned as she paced her chambers, until a knock at the door pulled her from her musings. Evelyn slipped in, looking both amused and wary."So," Evelyn began, folding her arms with a smirk, "how does it feel to be the future queen to a demon king?"Hazel sighed, not able to muster much humor. "I still can’t believe it. My father may think he’s made the best choice for the kingdom, but what about me, Evelyn? Damon isn’t even human."Evelyn raised an eyebrow, shrugging lightly. "Maybe that’s why he intrigues you, just a little. Isn’t that true?"Hazel opened her mout

Forbidden Temptations

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The castle was quiet that night, its towering halls filled only with the flickering light of torches. Damon prowled the corridors with a restless energy, his mind churning with thoughts of the kingdom he had promised to protect and the princess who had unwittingly captured his interest. His dark eyes narrowed as he made his way toward the inner courtyard, where he often found solace.Hazel was already there, unaware of his presence as she paced back and forth. She wore a thin cloak over her dress, her arms crossed as if she could shield herself from her own turbulent thoughts. Damon watched her for a moment, taking in the way her hair spilled over her shoulders, catching the faint glow of moonlight. She seemed lost in thought, her face set in a look of determination and vulnerability all at once."Can't sleep, Princess?" Damon’s voice echoed softly as he stepped closer.Hazel jumped, startled out of her reverie. She placed a hand over her heart, her eyes widening as she turned to face

Beneath the surface

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The next morning, Hazel awoke to the muted gray light filtering through her window, but her mind was still clouded with thoughts of Damon. His intense gaze, that smirk as if he already knew her every thought—it all lingered like a whisper she couldn’t ignore.Determined to regain some control, she rose, slipping into her day’s attire with an unspoken resolve. Today, she would take matters into her own hands. If this was to be her future, she’d confront it on her terms.She found Evelyn in the courtyard, her friend lounging with a look that said she knew more than she let on. Evelyn’s grin widened as Hazel approached, her eyes gleaming with mischief."So, has our dark prince haunted your dreams already?" Evelyn teased, watching as Hazel rolled her eyes but couldn’t quite stifle a small, embarrassed smile."Don’t flatter him," Hazel muttered, trying to appear nonchalant. "He may be powerful, but he’s not the only one with a plan. If my father wants me to marry him, then Damon will find

Terms of Engagement

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The following morning, Hazel rose early, determined to face whatever her father and Damon threw at her. She was no pawn, and if she was to be part of this arrangement, she would make sure Damon knew she wasn’t someone who could be easily manipulated.She slipped into the courtyard, hoping the fresh air would clear her thoughts, only to find herself face-to-face with none other than Damon himself. He was leaning against a marble column, arms crossed and eyes trained on her as if he’d been waiting."Good morning, Princess Hazel," he greeted, his tone smooth and unreadable.Hazel felt a familiar rush of frustration and heat creeping into her cheeks. "Lord Damon," she replied evenly, resisting the urge to scowl. "It seems our paths cross far too frequently for my liking."Damon chuckled, his gaze unwavering. "Oh? I thought proximity might help us better understand one another.""Or give you more chances to test me," she shot back, her arms crossing as she held his gaze. "But you’ll find I

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