Traitor ✔️(Being Edited)

Traitor ✔️(Being Edited)

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"His eyes are wild and fiery, his countenance alight with greedy passion. And his hands... his hands and shirt are drenched in blood. He looks to me, grinning. My stomach sinks with terror as I get a whiff of that blood and recognize it. I let my gaze meet Elmondo's as I ask, 'Is he dead?' The king shakes his head, making me shaky with relief. My fingers trace my lips nervously, waiting for an explanation. 'Just had some fun in the dungeons.' His smile fades, mismatched eyes shining. 'And now I've got a job for you.'" // Edited chapters being uploaded as they are finished
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Hunger

Hunger. His stomach ached with pure hunger. His lips bled. His hands were nearly frozen shut by the freezing air around him. He couldn't move them if he tried. He could smell blood. Fresh circulating blood. The booze that had stained his breath had done little to numb the agony that tore at his lungs. The snow around him had reached his knees and its soaking-wet weight clung to his trousers like chains. His mind felt dreary, filled with a dull roar as he trenched closer and closer to the raw scent, closer to the pinprick of light that shone against the thick forest trees. It swam a little in front of him through tear-soaked eyes and he fought the urge to cough from his cotton-dry mouth. He licked at his cracked lips and continued to stumble through the snow. He couldn't feast, not tonight. But he could possibly find a distraction or two. A very delicious distraction.

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