Title: “Sanctified Obsession”
In the Holy Kingdom of Lioren, Saintess Elira was a beacon of light—beloved by the people,
chosen by the gods, and engaged to the handsome Crown Prince Caelan. Her gentle smile
healed wounds, and her prayers could call down divine miracles.
But beneath that saintly exterior burned an obsession. A dangerous, hidden love that whispered
in her soul ever since the man who should have been her mortal enemy tried to end her life.
That man was Duke Lucien Valeborne of the Southern Territories—one of the Four Great
Nobles, rumored to be descended from ancient demons. Cold, cruel, and calculating, he led a
rebellion against the crown five years ago, and during the war, he struck down countless
knights… until he met her.
He should have killed her. She should have destroyed him.
But instead…
She healed him.
And he disappeared.
Chapter 1: The Saintess and Her Secret
Elira never forgot him—those crimson eyes that flickered like fire, the blade he raised trembling
just slightly before she touched his cheek and whispered, “You’re beautiful.”
Her heart had chosen in that moment. Not the golden-haired prince who smiled for the court, but
the broken, bloodied man who looked at her like she was both salvation and sin.
Now, three years later, the kingdom had forced peace. The rebellion had ended with a treaty,
and Lucien was pardoned by royal decree to avoid a noble war. He returned to the capital under
supervision, his lands scarred but intact.
And Elira?
She smiled sweetly beside the prince… while her dreams bled crimson.
Chapter 2: A Blade Between Them
Lucien avoided her.
He never once looked at her during court meetings. Never bowed during her ceremonies. But
she knew. She felt his gaze when no one else did.
When assassins sent by rogue rebels tried to poison her, Lucien appeared like a shadow in the
night, cutting them down silently, then disappearing before she could thank him.
But she smiled.
Because only she knew his movements now. Only she felt his aura linger around her like a
protective curse.
And so, she waited.
Chapter 3: The Prince's Love and the Saintess’ Lie
Prince Caelan was kind, noble… and deeply in love with Elira.
But she only loved his crown.
She told herself it was for peace. For the kingdom. For control. But the truth was simpler.
If she married the prince, she would be untouchable. No noble, no king, not even Lucien could
disobey a queen blessed by the gods.
She would trap Lucien in golden chains, and he would never leave her again.
But fate turned when Lucien was accused of orchestrating a second rebellion.
This time… the crown wanted his execution.
Chapter 4: Blood and Blessings
“No,” she said, standing in front of the king's throne.
“No?” Caelan asked, stunned. “He tried to kill you, Elira.”
Her eyes glowed.
“I never hated him for it. I loved him for it. Because he was the only one who saw me not as a
saintess, but as a woman.”
Gasps echoed. The court murmured.
“Elira,” Caelan whispered, his voice broken. “You love him?”
She turned slowly, her smile beatific and mad all at once.
“I always have.”
She broke the engagement with a divine blessing that no one dared oppose. The heavens cried
golden tears, approving her choice.
And she ran.
Straight into Lucien’s arms.
Chapter 5: The Monster She Loved
“You're insane,” Lucien growled as she freed him from his dungeon cell.
She smiled. “So are you.”
“I tried to kill you.”
“I wanted you to.”
He stared at her.
“I should walk away.”
“You can try,” she whispered, grabbing his hand and pressing it to her chest, over her fluttering
heart. “But I’ll follow you. Even if I have to burn this entire kingdom to keep you by my side.”
He stared, then laughed. A broken, bitter laugh that melted into a kiss that tasted like blood and
fate.
“I’ve always belonged to you.”
Epilogue: The Black Sun and the White Star
They disappeared for a time—rumors of a rogue saintess and a devil duke shaking the land. But
the South began to flourish. Miracles happened under moonlight. The sick healed. The cursed
freed.
They returned five years later—not as enemies, not as rebels, but as saviors of a dying
borderland.
The people called them The Black Sun and the White Star.
Together, they ruled—two monsters wrapped in love, fire, and divinity.
And they lived happily ever after.
Even if the world didn’t.
