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Prologue: 
He wandered through the crowded palace halls. All the guests wore their best clothes, long loose gowns and tunics embroidered in shimmering and bright colors. It looked like shining jewels growing in the mines of Greed. It was such a beautiful sight, but a truly frightening one as well, some of their perfumes smelled like roses and lavender rather popular scents in greed, some lower nobles had mint or even olivine oil as their smell. the whole hall had so many smells yet so alike

he swayed backwards as he stared at the many colors. overwhelming, he was drowning in all the noises and colors. 
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"No wonder I'm going to protect her from the whole fucking world, but who's going to protect her from me?" ✧✧ "Cat got your tongue, little mouse?" ✧✧✧✧✧ They said the mansion was old. Haunted. Forgotten. I thought I was escaping. I didn't know I was walking straight into his trap. Someone is watching me. I hear whispers when I'm alone. Roses show up where they shouldn't. The air is heavy with secrets... and eyes I can't see. He's always one step ahead. One room closer. One breath behind me. I came here to be alone. But he made sure I would never be alone again. ------------ This is a rewritten version inspired by Haunting Adeline by H.D. Carlton. 📌 Story by: @Aurorawhisperss 💌 Follow for updates, and don't forget to vote if you're obsessed already! 💋

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