Prologue
205 Words
Serena was a spoiled little princess - literally.
She was used to getting what she wanted. She often fantasized about meeting her mate, and how wonderful it would all be... She had seen her brothers fall in love with their own mates, and could not help but wish the same for her.
Ergo, when she met her mate, she figured she had gotten her happily ever after at long last. But nothing went as per her wishes. Indeed, the prince of Oblivion, Gregory, had his mind set on freeing his people of his father's clutches. And nothing else seemed to matter to him - not even her.
"I do not care for a mate," he had told her plainly, crushing her hopes and dreams of an instantaneous connection.
"I will stand by you," she had then told him in response, in an attempt to make his heart soften. "No matter what, I will stand by your side."
"Right," he had scoffed.
She had never failed to get what she fancied. Was Gregory going to be the exception to that rule?
Was she going to have her fairy tale, her taste of happiness, or were her dreams doomed to fall into the abyss of oblivion?
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