The Golden Heirs

The Golden Heirs

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It's the 15th century. Woman are to be loyal and obedient, while men are supposed to fight in wars and fulfill their duties. Woman must be beautiful, men must be noble. There is a mishap in the royal court, the location Versailles, France. All photos are from Pinterest. I do not take credit for those, they are NOT my artwork. Again, all photos are from Pinterest.
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Love, something that has the power to cause true happiness has caused the King of Bethillore great pain. This anguish, he channeled into the kingdom to ensure it lived up to its greatness, but that came with loneliness...until her; his flower. An elf, with nothing but determination to see the king succeed, slipped into his heart, his mind, and his soul until he couldn't take it. He had to make her his, and that he did. Now, this elf, who has been running from her past, must face her fears if she is to be seen as worthy enough to stand by the king's side. Her trauma is great, and her enemies are near. Can Lanette remain firm in her resolve? With friendships cracking and love on the line, this elf must choose what matters most, even if it comes at a great cost. *** "You're so beautiful, Flower," he says, kissing her shoulder, making her smile. "Thank you," she replies, continuing her caress. He meets her eyes, resting his forehead on hers, "You know I would do anything for you, right?" Isaac holds her chin, preventing her from looking down, "You know that, right?" "Yes, I do." "I would do anything you ask of me, even if it is to hang the stars." She chuckles, shaking her head, "How could you possibly catch a star, or even hang one?" "I am so in love with you that I would die trying if I knew that it would bring a smile to your face." A shy smile appears on her face as she turns away from his intense gaze. This man, his words, his eyes, his art of making love, they will all be the death of her, but it is a death she would gladly accept.

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