In a timeless world where princes and princesses still wander around in their lonely big castles, where Kings and Queens rule whole countries, and where everyone else is doomed to live in absolute filth. Two fated souls meet each other, dance a dance with love under the stars of the night sky. If only a handmaid was...
In a world where the dead rises to life once again the last living people are spread out over the land and there is long between them. In which almost all fateful meetings start with a knife to the throat. "Not this shit again." "Who are you?" "Obviously alive, isn't that what matters at these times? Now I'd appreciat...
"you'll understand it soon, just a few more dates left." she flashed a smiled and patted the seat beside her, telling him to rest there after everything that had just happened earlier. "w-wait so you're willing to share?" he stuttered to his sentence as he sat back down next to her. "yes, if i trusted you with my lite...