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The waning crescent moon hung brightly in the night sky as wind blew harshly against the palace walls. The teenage boy standing at the foot of the golden throne hoped it break through the walls and slice through his brother's flesh. The shackles around his wrists clanged as he clenched his hands behind his back, a growl on the tip of his tongue as he watched his brother waved away his guards. He glared at the brunet sitting upon the throne.
"Do not think Lady Eana will let you do this!" His brother's mocking laugh echoed within the spacious throne room. He stood from the throne, strolling over to his prisoner.
"Eana does not care." The brunet snaked around to his back, his eyes oozing venom. "The goddess could care less about a kingdom of humans." The man grabbed the younger's hand, forcing his fingers to uncurl. He smirked as he easily slid the royal seal off of his brother's finger, despite the effort of said brother, and placed it on his own. He marched back up to the throne and sat down, admiring the golden ring.
The teenager shook, claws emerging and drawing blood. The man laughed tauntingly as he leaned on his hand.
"That will not work, little brother. I had those made especially for you." He blew him a kiss before cackling. The blue haired teenager snarled, his eyes glowing gold.
"Why? Why did you do this?!" The man smiled, chuckles escaping his lips.
"I only took which was rightfully mine."
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Roses in Her Blood, Vengeance in His Veins
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