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King Vasilios {re-writing}

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"How wonderful; how strange.

To be loved by someone that hates all else."







"It is strange indeed; to be hated by someone who loves all else."



                                                     ***


Celene was a simple, pure hearted girl. 



She was the result of the pure love of between Thea, an enchantress and Jorah, a wolf shifter. 


But sadly, the fates didn't let it last long as Thea perished in a house fire within hours of giving birth, the villagers thought that both the mother and the daughter fell victim to the horrific accident.



But when a frantic Jorah entered the- now burned down- home he found his newborn, his precious child laying in the ashes, without a single scratch on her ivory skin.



That day she came to be known as Celene, the reincarnation of Selene-The Moon Goddess 






Vasilios Drossos.


King Vasilios Drossos, The first of his name.


He was such a beautiful man yet he managed to be so ugly. 


For millenniums he had been the reason for the slaughter thousands of innocent creatures. 


He said if he wasn't blessed with a mate non shall have that blessing.


He was an immortal not even the most powerful enchantress could put an end to his slaughter,


Until


Seventeen years ago he head a soft heart beat in the middle of the night that caused him to stumble out of his bed and search the castle to find the sound that mad him feel warm.

To hear it once again and be content for the rest of the eternity.



There he saw her, the woman who he had loved once but  now he was nothing but outraged to see her. 




She finally looked up at him and smiled. 




"𝘔𝘺 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦, 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 a 𝘮𝘢𝘵𝘦."



                                                     ***

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