The Cursed Prince

The Cursed Prince

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One day Lucius committed the unthinkable. Lucius committed a horrible sin. The most unforgivable sin. He murdered his own brother out of pure spite and jealousy. As a consequence of his sin Lucius was cursed to live out his days as the same darkness he had given into. His emotions were taken from him and his heart was filled with nothing but hatred and indifference. Being banished to the other side of the kingdom Lucius lives out his days isolated and alone in his vacant castle stuck in his own malice. And everyone in the kingdom knows that the dark castle on the far end of the kingdom is out of bounds. For anyone who stumbles on to this prince of darkness' territory finds themselves dead. So what will become of the foreign girl from another kingdom that has just stumbled onto his land unknowingly?
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Born between two worlds, despised by those who should love her. Being labeled as "defective", "incomplete", "impure". Suffering repeated and constant persecution. How could she believe in happiness? Her heart had been bombarded by countless insults over the years in her home pack..., but against the setbacks of life, she remained determined to overcome all obstacles and prove that she was not weak but "unique", as her father always claimed. Her Witch blood did not diminish her courage at all... But lately she had been feeling strange... dreaming every night of a man, or rather, of his silhouette. The strength he emanated was terrifying, like a being from the coldest, most soulless underworld... making her doubt her real existence and her own sanity..., but why, even though she felt a terror that paralyzed her body, she couldn't forget the sadness she saw in his eyes? They were begging... for what? Someone? A love? To be rescued? Who was that "God" that lived in the darkness? His face gave her the feeling of recognition, he was not totally strange to her soul..., but at the same time, she was absolutely sure she had never seen him before... her blood warmed and her heart beat faster... What did it all mean? Was it all a result of her longing for her companion who she was told would never come? Or did it really have some other meaning? I had to find out...

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