A Game Of Chess
- LECTURES 229
- Votes 8
- Chapitres 8
En cours d'écriture34m
Dernière publication ven., juil. 2, 2021
I, Solace Bonnard.
Am nothing more than his weapon, his pawn. His eyes don't contain the same love he had for me before all this and I don't blame him for that. We've both changed. Though that does not give him the right to control me with his outrageous contract. Which only ensures my death at the end of all this, our signatures merely postponing the execution.
Though he has one malfunction in his plan to grasp the power of all three kingdoms. The king is mad for a killer girl.
And I, Solace Bonnard will be the end of him.
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