Time... a soul leeching component that desires to disrupt every object in its path. Including hot tempered young girls with scarlet hair. Four long years had passed since Emoriah's mother had been murdered and stolen before her eyes. For four years she had been imprisoned within the castle by her own father and forced...
"Yes, I am!!!" Kaede leans down to her ear his hot breath tickling her cheek in a tantalizing way, as swooping butterflies made way to her stomach. "I see. But that doesn't change the fact that you're a idiotic female, who will only serve as a distraction." The fluttering butterflies froze in her stomach and spiraled...