Others desires aren't meant to exist.
The lust of power is obsessive among empires. Souls fade out.
Amidst a great deception.
My eyes drew over to the roaring fires of the bonfire. Me and Mangkorn parted.
For our own safety, my legs were tucked under my arms as I watch the fire crackle and pop.
Whilst having wood thrown in. The fire moved and grew to its extent.
My eyes were dull and sullen. I missed the golden days. When me and Mangkorn had our nights.
But now this. Random war is pushing their way through time. Pulling in and drafting people like mangkorn.
Some type of broken deal. Causing such a ruckus for no reason.
Unforgiven lies. Deals. All under each empire.
Now. Its just me and myself. Sent out for some mission to retrieve the Emperors letter.
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Dragon dynasty (mosbank)
FantasyMosbank is the main thing this is historic fiction from back then. Yeah they are sworn enemies but fall in love. But will both be in love or cause conflict?
