Bastard
- LECTURES 43
- Votes 3
- Chapitres 4
En cours d'écriture7m
Dernière publication dim., oct. 21, 2018
"In a land ruled by demons the knight to King Hades of the Underworld was non other than Ceberus himself. The beast ruled in the form of a man that held beauty that even angels couldn't rival. They say that he brought about grueling deaths and the scent of rotting flesh followed him like a cloak. Yet, for some reason he smelt more like roses to her. Roses and chocolate."
They always speak of the Bastard Prince in the stories. The one who saves the princess and rides into the sunset. The one who is dashing and brave with a touch of charisma.
But they never talk about the Bastard Princess do they? The one full of adventure and spirit. Who wore trousers rather than dresses.
The one who was stolen by a demon to save her realm.
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