"Gavril, why did you try to leave me?" He rasped as he reached his hand up and grasped the back of my head. "..You have no power over me or my lands so get that through your thick skull. I am still a King whether you like it or not, your highness." I used to be a King with a beautiful lover and a dream to restore the land to how it once was. We should be united, not divided against one another. Too bad he never agreed. He had different ideas. If only I had known then all of this tragedy could have been avoided. If only I could have changed my fate...All Rights Reserved