Divine Contract: Marrying My Phantom Prince

Chapter 5

Word Count: 672 | Released on: 06/05/2026

roared, rai

ghed in protest, and soldiers bumped into eac

face was red from the cold and the wind. "Your Highness, why are we stoppin

rp gaze on Silas. "You said this pa

her side of them. "Very, Your Highness. The

t grasp the word's full meaning, the tone was a clear signal of cost, of sacri

't tell them the truth. He couldn't say,

avel. He walked over to the cliff face, running his

led. It came away in his hand, tumb

oice carried over the wind, leaving no room for argument. "I can feel it. T

Your Highness, we've crossed worse terrain

sper. He stepped closer to the captain, his blue eyes locking onto Gage's bro

es was terrifying. It was the look of a man who

his fastest scouts. "You two. Ride ahead. Go five miles into the

red their horses, disappear

howled. The tension was

on a voice that complained about its finances. If the scouts came back and said t

and said the mountai

s separate from the main group on h

ck the road ahead. Warning system active. Est

ara yawned. "Pe

eded a shower, and she had a book on medieval su

herself in tales of poisoned wine and backstabbing lords. It reminde

d in a video game. But she couldn't help it. There was

s in next week, she thought, I'm going to buy

stood in the freezing wind, waiting for his wor

iting for

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Evie Schoofs Fantasy

“Clara was drowning in student debt and barely making rent when she downloaded a fantasy mobile game to escape reality. Inside the game, an exiled prince named Alex was freezing to death. Pitying him, she spent her last few dollars on microtransactions to fix his shelter and cure his poison. But the game was far too real. Every time she paid, the prince reacted. When she complained aloud about going broke, the in-game army suddenly halted, as if the prince had heard her voice. Then, the terrifying real-world consequences hit. Clara woke up to find her water glass and a box of Kleenex had vanished from her locked bedroom overnight. She frantically searched the tiny apartment, her heart pounding in her chest. She thought she was losing her mind. Had she thrown them out in her sleep? Was there a stalker hiding in her home? How could physical objects just disappear into thin air behind a deadbolted door? Until she looked at her nightstand. Sitting exactly where her missing items used to be was a glowing, weightless crystal cup that defied all logic. And on her laptop screen, the exiled prince was carefully holding her Kleenex box, offering a mountain of real gold on an altar. She hadn't just downloaded a mobile game; she had opened a cross-dimensional trade route with a desperate future king.”