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"What do you want from me, Alpheus?" The wizard asked, his voice hard with edge as his red eyes locked with golden ones.

The noble heir glared at him, his pretty golden eyes filled with hatred, pain and regret as he bit his lower lip until blood came out of it, his fists clenched tightly along with his jaw.

His lips twitched into a pained smile as his eyes start to turn glassy, "Your love." He muttered quietly, looking so vulnerable and fragile as if he would break at any moment.

Lucas wanted to touch him. Hug him. Assure he was alright so he could stop crying. To tell him that he didn't mean the harsh words he said earlier.

The beautiful man let out a bitter chuckle, "But I suppose that won't be happening soon, now would it?"

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