"You're Alive." Aleksander's scar glowed. "Alina..."
His scar hadn't glowed since the night in the fold.
"Such power," He growled.
His face was almost unrecognisable with his new scars, the blood dried up around them. The room he was in was dark and dusty. It was only lit up by a small oil-lap, flickering at the fireplace. The walls of the room were cold and melancholy.
His Nichevo'ya were hovering over in the dark corners of the room. Guarding their master.
"You've grown stronger.... My Adelaide."
And somewhere in the universe.
When the darkness fell on someone, the light was
their shadow.
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𝖈𝖆𝖕𝖙𝖆𝖎𝖓| Nikolai Lantsov
FanfictionA prince in love with his childhood best friend. Nikolai, he loved the thrill of things and didn't mind using his charm to get things. He loved his name but he was also known for answering to 'love' or 'sweetheart'. Adelaide Vertov was just the sa...
