Heiress To The Permafrost

"My lips don't touch your pale skin to show love, care or affection rather they represent hatred."

"Then why are you kissing me instead of killing me, I am useless and destined to be slain one way or the other in very near future."

"If you kill me now, you would not be doing any crime rather you would be showing me mercy by giving me early leave from these cursed life of mine."

ll An Empire forged by bodies of its own men, women and children, whose walls are painted by their blood and which stands upon the bodies of its brother and sister and whose streets and alleys bear the grunt of the fallen and the dark alleys scream at the passer-by to be aware and avoid the same faith as them. ll

IT'S THE KIEVAN RUS.

This is a original story and I hold all rights and would be anything but welcoming if I find that someone has published this book elsewhere.