He is my dearest lover. He is my worst enemy.
He burned cities to ashes, he destroyed kingdom after kingdom, he shed the blood of thousands and thousands of innocent civilians. He set the grand Palace on fire, then torn down his every single enemy mercilessly.
I want to love him, but I shall never forgive him. He has seized my father's throne, and I have returned for vengeance.
I have returned not to love him, but to take what should've belonged to me: the crown.
En büyük hikaye anlatıcılığı topluluğuna katılınKişiselleştirilmiş hikaye önerileri alın, favorilerinizi kütüphanenize kaydedin ve topluluğunuzu büyütmek için yorum yapın ve oy verin.
"𝐼 𝓁𝑜𝓋𝑒 𝓎𝑜𝓊."
"𝒜𝓃𝒹 𝐼 𝓎𝑜𝓊"
I love him, but I shouldn't.
Who would've thought I would ever say these words again. Especially, to the man that executed my lover.
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