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❄️❄️ Taming his cold heart❄️❄️

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🎀 CHAPTER TWENTY-THREE🎀

Zayla was deep asleep when the knock came.

She didn’t move at first. Her breathing stayed slow, her face calm against the pillow. The knock came again, softer this time, but persistent.

Her brows knit.

Another knock followed.

Her eyes fluttered open. She stared at the ceiling for a moment, confused, then turned her head toward the door.

“What is it?” she called, her voice rough and small from sleep.

No answer. Just the sound of movement outside.

She pushed herself up, feet touching the cold polished floor. Still half-asleep, she crossed the room and pulled the door open.

Madam Loretta stood there, perfectly straight, flanked by several women carrying boxes and folded cloths.

“Good morning, my lady,” Madam Loretta said, bowing slightly. “It’s time to prepare you.”

Zayla squinted at her. “Prepare me for what?”

The women exchanged looks.

Madam Loretta lifted her chin. “Don’t tell me you’ve forgotten your own wedding.”

Zayla blinked.

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    🎀CHAPTER TWENTY-FOUR🎀 Murmurs rippled through the hall. “Is that… an arrow?” someone gasped, voice shaking. “Who the hell—who would dare?!” another hissed, eyes wide. “Oh my god… it’s headed right for her!” someone else shouted, stumbling back in fear. “Get down! Move!” a third barked, shoving nearby guests aside. People were already panicking, shoving, tripping. Chairs toppled, glasses clattered to the floor, and a few guests were already bolting toward the exits, their faces pale, hands clutching robes and jewelry, hearts hammering. Zayla’s mind went blank. She shut her eyes, heart slamming violently, her body bracing for pain that never came. Something slammed into her instead.In a blink, someone was in front of her. Strong arms wrapped around her, pulling her hard against a solid chest. Her face pressed into fabric, into warmth, into him. Asher. One moment he had been seated— the next, he was here. A dull thwip sounded. She felt his body tense. The

  • BRIDE OF THE GOLDEN-EYED DEMON   ❄️❄️ Taming his cold heart❄️❄️

    🎀 CHAPTER TWENTY-THREE🎀 Zayla was deep asleep when the knock came. She didn’t move at first. Her breathing stayed slow, her face calm against the pillow. The knock came again, softer this time, but persistent. Her brows knit. Another knock followed. Her eyes fluttered open. She stared at the ceiling for a moment, confused, then turned her head toward the door. “What is it?” she called, her voice rough and small from sleep. No answer. Just the sound of movement outside. She pushed herself up, feet touching the cold polished floor. Still half-asleep, she crossed the room and pulled the door open. Madam Loretta stood there, perfectly straight, flanked by several women carrying boxes and folded cloths. “Good morning, my lady,” Madam Loretta said, bowing slightly. “It’s time to prepare you.” Zayla squinted at her. “Prepare me for what?” The women exchanged looks. Madam Loretta lifted her chin. “Don’t tell me you’ve forgotten your own wedding.” Zayla blinked.

  • BRIDE OF THE GOLDEN-EYED DEMON   ❄️❄️ Taming his cold heart❄️❄️

    🎀CHAPTER TWENTY-TWO🎀 Vatrish Palace woke before the sun. Cold air hung in the stone corridors as the men chosen to escort Prince Nil to Asher’s kingdom prepared themselves. Cloaks were shaken out, boots pulled on, armor buckled tight. The mood was light. “You’ll be crying for warmth before noon,” one man joked. “Speak for yourself,” another laughed. “I was born for the cold.” Then a voice cut through the noise. “My cloak is gone.” The laughter slowed. A few heads turned. “What do you mean, gone?” someone asked. Kael stood near the bench where his things were laid out, his hands searching again, faster this time. “I left it here.” "Sure you did,” someone snorted “Trying to get out of escort duty?” Another one laughed. “Pretty sure you're trying to escape the trip." “Afraid of Asher’s lands already?” More laughter followed, but Kael didn’t join in. His face darkened. “I said I kept it here,” he snapped. “Stop talking rubbish.” He lifted folded clothes,

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    🎀CHAPTER TWENTY-ONE🎀 The figure bent down. Zayla squeezed her eyes shut, her heart hammering so hard it hurt. She didn’t dare look down. If she did, she might actually pass out. Then a voice cut through the silence. “Come down,” he said calmly. “You have ten seconds.” Her blood turned cold. That voice. No. No, no, no. Asher. Why do I keep running into him? she screamed silently. Is this palace cursed or something? She took a shaky breath and tried to climb down. Slowly. Carefully. Her hands trembled as she searched for the branch beneath her foot. “Five seconds,” he said. “I’m trying,” she whispered under her breath. Her foot slipped. “Ahh—!” She fell. Straight into someone’s arms. Zayla blinked, stunned. For a second, everything felt unreal. Strong arms. Solid chest. The scent of clean water and something sharp. She didn’t need to see his face. She knew. Asher. Then, just as suddenly as he had caught her, he let go. She hit the ground har

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    🎀CHAPTER TWENTY🎀 The moon hung low in the sky, pale and quiet. Zayla stood outside the palace halls, hands loose at her sides, staring ahead without really seeing anything. She didn’t know where she was going. She only knew one thing—she had never been this bored in her life. “This place will kill me before anyone else does,” she muttered. She started walking, slow and careless, letting her feet decide the path. The palace felt too quiet at night. No voices. No trouble. No excitement. She turned a corner— And walked straight into someone. Her head hit his chest with a dull thud. “Ouch—” The book the man had been reading slipped from his hands and hit the floor. Zayla looked up, blinking. “I’m sorry.” “Oh—no, it’s fine, my lady,” he said quickly as he bent to pick it up. At the same time, she bent down too. Their heads knocked again. Zayla hissed under her breath, grabbing the book first. She rubbed her forehead, ready to hand it back—then stopped. Her

  • BRIDE OF THE GOLDEN-EYED DEMON   ❄️❄️ Taming his cold heart❄️❄️

    🎀CHAPTER NINETEEN🎀 Zayla swallowed hard, suddenly feeling her throat tight. Then, just like that, hiccups burst out of her. She couldn’t move. Her feet felt like they were stuck to the pool floor. She froze, staring at him. Asher didn’t move either. He just stood there, eyes locked on her, his gaze saying more than words ever could—“Explain yourself.” “I… I—I’m sorry!” she stammered, voice high and jittery. “It—it was a mistake. I didn’t know it was you…” She spun to leave, stepping backward toward the edge of the pool. “If you move an inch…” His voice cut through her panic like ice. Zayla froze again, her heart pounding. She couldn’t believe this was happening. She could feel her face heating up. What have I gotten myself into? she thought desperately, her mind racing. He swam toward her, water rippling around him. When he reached her, he gently lifted her chin. “Mistake, huh?” His eyes locked on hers. “First day here and already sneaking into places you sho

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