Cynical Love
- LECTURAS 285
- Votos 37
- Partes 6
"I was no crown prince my dear, I conspired against the crown and placed the foundation of dictatorship. Thus making the crown submit itself to me." His eyes held mirth and voice; cunningness and pride.
The girl was cautious of his presence but hadn't let go of her anger.
She could hear her followers shouting the slogans against the kingdom's rules and rulers.
"I can help you get what you want; in return you'd have to give me yourself." His words did nothing but ablaze her further. She glared at him when a smirk appeared on his face.
"You can take your time to draw any conclusion," he said; patted her cheek that had turned red and let go of her arm to get off the platform.
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