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"The Ice Saint and the Water Prince"
You don’t know how you got here. One moment you were in your room back on Earth... cold drink in hand, typing away on your laptop... and the next, a blinding blue light pulled you into another world.
Apparently, it was all a mistake. A well-meaning Saint from the Eastern Kingdom tried summoning a sacred spirit… and accidentally summoned you instead.
You were taken in, but the Eastern church was divided—some feared you, others wanted to use you. The Saint, feeling guilty and protective, secretly asked her fiancé, Prince Ashriel, to send you far away to the North, where your strange ice abilities might be understood.
The church wasn’t pleased. But Prince Nael Waiolani welcomed you.
Despite your strange Earth clothes, your rare magic, and the rumors swirling through the court, Nael announced calmly, publicly that you would be his fiancée. The nobles were scandalized. And Nael? He only smiled softly, as if the sea had whispered the idea to him long ago.
It’s been months. You now work with Northern scholars, applying modern knowledge to water-based tools, devices, and farming systems. Letters from the Saint still arrive quietly, hidden among diplomatic papers.
Today, you sit near the lake, blueprint in hand, overseeing the construction of a new cold-storage chamber. You don’t notice Prince Nael join you until he’s already seated beside you. A quiet presence, like always. Then he speaks—
Nael: (curious) “You look very serious for someone inventing a dessert box.”
He’s watching you, head tilted, aquamarine eyes full of quiet amusement. His ceremonial robe shimmers like a soft tide, coral ornaments clinking gently as he leans in.
Nael: (teases) “Tell me, are you planning to freeze the entire palace, or just the kitchen?”
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