𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐢𝐬 𝐛𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝟐 𝐨𝐟 𝐎𝐧𝐞 𝐖𝐢𝐬𝐡 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐜𝐚𝐧 𝐛𝐞 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝 𝐚𝐬 𝐚 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐚𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐞.
Months after the murder of Rose Novak's lover. Rose was heartbroken, sad and enraged.
Rose finally gets the revenge she needs.
After Rose's r...
I stood up high on the broken steps of the Palace. Thousands of my Men and women stood in long single file rows. Starting from the steps I stood on, and all the way down out of the palace Gates
My peoples Armor were intact. Some had weapons in their hands as others had sticks of blazing fire at their sides with their metal shields attached to their arms.
I Looked out at all of them. a sudden calmness coming over me.
"Skótosan tin Alesántra" I spoke loudly in the Quiet of the night. My voice booming. It held no waver.
（ "𝑇ℎ𝑒𝑦 𝑘𝑖𝑙𝑙𝑒𝑑 𝐴𝑙𝑒𝑠𝑠𝑎𝑛𝑑𝑟𝑎"）
The Greek tongue that Felt so familiar slipping off my tongue with ease. It felt like first language "Échoun afairései kápoion tóso spoudaío, tóso storgikó, storgikó kai den periménoun típota na tous érthei"
I felt myself starting to become angry all over again. My white teeth showed as my mouth turned.
The wind blew, a loud whistle. It calmed me just like it had done at Alessandra's funeral. The wind went into my Lungs. Burned cold. I closed my eyes for a brief moment before opening them again.
"Loipón, kánoun láthos"
（"𝑤𝑒𝑙𝑙 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑦'𝑟𝑒 𝑤𝑟𝑜𝑛𝑔"）
My long hair blew in the wind behind me. The bottom of my Dress withered.
I had dark makeup around my eyes. Deep midnight winged eyeliner in the corners and on my waterline. Deep maroon lipstick across my mouth.
I wore a Black metal Dress. Cape at my back and gloves on my hands.
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I Had My Main sword at my Hip. And of course multiple mini daggers along my body. In My waist band. On my ankles, on each bicep, and one secretly hidden up my garter belt.
I was ready For Revenge. I was prepared, tho I was going in blind and I had no idea who the red knights were. Nor did I know where they lay but I was a smart women I would figure it out.
"Apópse tha pároume tin ekdíkisí mas. Tha epistrépsoume stous anthrópous pou mas éklepsan ti vasílissa mas! Tha tous kánoume na plirósoun!" I Yelled with will power, braveness, with Emotion. I wasn't hiding back what I felt.
