The King

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Navea to Thranduil



I slink forward
Preparing to slam
Into the betrayal

My heart cries
When it shouldn't
My claws curve

I want nothing
Other than what
You have denied

The cat in
The murky shadows
Whose temper rages

At your treachery
Your scars match
With the frost

I find ice
In your heart
The Frostbound King

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