HER MARRIAGE TO THE VAMPIRE KING

In a world cloaked in shadows and ancient bloodlines, Princess Asalea, a vampire on a quest for vengeance, finds herself entangled in a web of destiny when she sets her sights on the King of Glodeous. Disguised as a mortal, she schemes to marry him, not for love, but as a means to regain her strength and reclaim her birthright from the ruthless Ecleteon Werewolves who shattered her past. But the King holds secrets of his own, and their union promises a thrilling dance of power, passion, and perilous revelations. Will Asalea's calculated ascent lead to triumph, or will the unpredictable heart of a king derail her ultimate revenge?

HER MARRIAGE TO THE VAMPIRE KING

In a world cloaked in shadows and ancient bloodlines, Princess Asalea, a vampire on a quest for vengeance, finds herself entangled in a web of destiny when she sets her sights on the King of Glodeous. Disguised as a mortal, she schemes to marry him, not for love, but as a means to regain her strength and reclaim her birthright from the ruthless Ecleteon Werewolves who shattered her past. But the King holds secrets of his own, and their union promises a thrilling dance of power, passion, and perilous revelations. Will Asalea's calculated ascent lead to triumph, or will the unpredictable heart of a king derail her ultimate revenge?

The air in the small boutique hung heavy with the scent of cheap perfume and unspoken desires. Princess Asalea, a creature of ancient blood disguised as a mundane saleslady named Lea, meticulously folded a silk scarf, her ears, far keener than any mortal's, catching whispers from two new customers. They were vampires, their scent unmistakable, and their conversation was a tantalizing melody to her ambitious heart.

"Gosh, the new King of Glodeous is looking for a wife. Have you seen him already? He is so gorgeous! I will come to his palace and will offer myself to him to be his wife," the taller girl gushed, her giggles echoing lightly.

"Before you can touch him, he will be my husband already!" the smaller one sneered back playfully. Their laughter then filled the small space as they moved to browse dresses.

Asalea's gaze lingered on them, a dangerous thought sparking in her mind. "What if I apply to be the wife of the King of Glodeous? Hmm, but applying is too cheap. There should be a better way to get the attention of the King and be his wife," she murmured, her voice barely a breath. The two vampires, with senses honed by centuries, snapped their heads towards her, eyes narrowed, a sudden chill entering the boutique. They had heard her.