Slave To The Demon King
The demon in front of her was an elderly one, who reminded her of her master's father, the demon king.
He moved closer to her, and touched her chin. Arabella's body froze against his touch.
"I am your fiancé, my dear. And you…" He lowered his stance to meet hers, “Are my fiancee, my darling bride to be."
Arabella stared blankly at him.
He was very stupid and delusional if he thought he could kidnap her, and dare to trap her with…whatever bond he was proposing between them.
Even if she was not certain she would be saved by her master anytime soon, Arabella was ready to fight and hold on till the very end, no matter what it took.
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