"Those who were destined to die had no right to interfere with the affairs of those fated to live."
A girl cursed to be reborn strikes an unlikely deal with the ambitious heir of Valorieve in order to fulfill her only wish. However, this strictly-b...
The room smelled of mold and stifling death. Dust had settled in thick layers over every surface and in every crease. It was only cleared by the shoeprints leading up to where the man knelt grimly.
The sheets lay flat on the bed before him, a resting place for all the floating particles of dust permeating the air.
"I let her slip out of my grasp," he confessed through gritted teeth. Everything had been proceeding according to his plan. He was careful. He was watchful. How could she have come into contact with that bastard?
"But worry not, father," he unfolded from his kneeling position. Whatever that puny girl had orchestrated will not succeed, and he was going to see that through. As his father did, and as his ancestors had done before him.
"The demon shall be purged."
A somber silence was the only answer he received.
The Crown Prince stepped out of the King's chambers, not bothering to stop as he ordered the guards on duty, "The King wishes to rest. Do not let anyone disturb him."
But that was a terrible lie, for the King had not wished anything for a very long time.
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