Prolouge

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As he wandered through the dimly lit ball room of the de Valois manner, his dark eyes scanning the crowds with a mischievous glint, thinking about how he would defile this room and the multiple legacies that fill it . But then, she finally appeared, her raven hair and piercing gaze a stark reflection of his own sinister soul or what was left. He hadn't anticipated finding a kindred spirit in this woman, who shared his delight in chaos and destruction. Yet, there she stood, a wicked grin spreading across her face like a dark promise; Like she knew she would be his downfall, like she knew exactly how to ruin him, and easily pick apart his meticulously crafted plans and allegiances.He knew in that moment she had him like no one ever would mind,body,and soul completely captured.

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