Hey guys. So... I know it's been like 6 months. I know. And I'm sorry to keep you waiting for so long. To be honest, I kinda just lost motivation for a while. But I'm here now, and I'm ready for this! I'm planning on putting a bit more thought into this story than The Shattered Crown, so I really do hope you enjoy. Let's go!
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It's another cloudy day, another lonely night. There's no one beside me to keep me warm. My skin glows with the magic infused into me. The pain and the hurt, so long gone that I've become numb.
Sure, I mourn her. Sure, I long for her. And there's a part of me who wished I could still love her. But her words aimed for my heart, and that bullet did exactly what she wanted it to. It shattered me.
And now the prince can have her. He can continue to play his wretched games, and she'll become his princess. Because bring my princess wasn't enough.
It's all become so twisted. I've tried to knock on her door, but I can never quite summon the resolve. Who knows what's become of her? My love, my only, is gone. About to be empress. Maybe having the world will make her happy.
I want to still love her. I think I could. And I think she could love me. But nothing is the way it used to be. She's created a wound that may never heal.
I want to love her. I want to love her. I want to love her. But I should hate her. I will hate her. Maybe our paths will cross again, and maybe I'll change my mind tomorrow, but for now, I must hate her.
There, on the desk in my room, written in blood, there is a single word inscribed.
Donatella.
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The Bleeding Throne {Caraval Fanfic}
Fanfiction*SEQUEL TO THE SHATTERED CROWN* It's been three weeks since Scarlett went missing. Three weeks since Jacks ruined Tella's life. Since Tella ruined Legend's. On the surface, it seems simple... concerned family members mourning the disappearan...
