Between heaven & hell
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Last published Fri, May 15, 2026
Cedric Allistair
A knight's loyalty belongs to the crown.
Not to a girl with starlight in her laugh and dirt on her hands.
I learned that the hard way.
War forged me into something unrecognizable.
Duty chained me to a throne that was never meant to be hers.
If she knew the truth, she would never forgive me.
So I let her believe I chose power over her.
It is easier to be hated than to watch her die.
-
Jane Hawthorne
He promised me forever beneath the castle's ancient oak.
Now forever belongs to a princess.
I scrub blood from palace floors while they prepare for a royal wedding.
I swallow jealousy like poison.
I pretend I do not remember the way he once whispered my name like a vow.
He returned from war a hero.
But he left me behind like a memory he could not afford to keep.
And I do not know what hurts more-
Losing him...
Or knowing I never truly had him.
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