𝐃𝐀𝐑𝐊 𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐀𝐃𝐈𝐒𝐄, sokeefe

Prologue

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This tale was never meant to be told.

It was written to vanish into the endless, boundless thing that is Time. A story people find blasphemous, dark, offensive even. It is sad that a tale of true love is perceived as such. This story, when first told hundreds of years after it happened in the Third Era, was met with horror and disgust. Attributed to a twisted imagination. A forbidden love became a forbidden story.

Now that I have your attention, let me tell you the tale. Let me carry on their memory. 

No filters, no lies. Just the sad truth. 

Perhaps you're listening to this, wondering how someone could be so cruel as to fabricate such a story. Perhaps you're reading it under the impression that it is nothing other than dark fiction. Interpret what you will. My duty is simply to relate it to you despite the consequences. Whether or not you burn these pages in the end. Despite what you may think of the end. For such a story was never destined to end well.

We are running out of time, so let us begin.

A princess, not scorned, but not loved, either. Someone who has never felt love as it is truly, who has been surrounded by crushing expectations and vipers since she was pushed into the arms of her adoptive parents who wished her to carry their throne.

An assassin. The illegitimate son of a lord and a maid. His father was his mother's tormentor. And he will become the king's when his father begins to train him. No choices, no way to alter his fate. Not even when he is called on to dispose of our princess.

An assassin of the enemy and a princess. A wolf and a fox. Inexplicably for each other. Inequitably kept away from each other.

He couldn't live with her. But he could live for her.

She was his mystery. He was her answer.

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