Teague growled under his breath, running his hands through his dark hair. She was gone. She had left him, betrayed him. . . broke him. 'I never should have listened to my weak wantings!' he thought as he paced his palace corridor. Then he thought of her disarming smile.
Small and pretty, timid, shy. His fist contacted with the nearest wall. He felt the anger filling his core, filling him with a strong power. He needed to release it. He had already banished his mother and father, the servants, killed most of the nixies that remained pure but now who and where could he put his anger on? Then he knew. He would search forever and ever to find her again and reclaim his heart and what was rightfully his.
Mina. He thought. I am coming for you.
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Unfortunate fairy tale/The Iron Butterfly and Underland headcanons
FanfictionLike Chanda Hahn's books? Well I do! Read some headcanons/short stories about the characters of some her books. I totally ship Jarina!! And Teaina! I think that's what their called. . . These are not my characters they all belong to Chanda Hahn.
