Who's In Control?
- LECTURES 353
- Votes 10
- Chapitres 4
There are silvers and there are reds, that's the truth the kingdom had always known. Every single one of them had been living under that truth and what it made them, based on the color running trough their veins.
Silvers were important. Reds were not.
And, than, a girl had bled red in front of their cameras while bearing the power of lightning when she was supposed to die, ruining the lie she had wore as mask so long. She hated her for that, yet, she was thankful for what it had brought to her life. Who it had brought to her life.
He kept her safe. He kept her warm. He cared and she cared back. And she would do whatever her own self could to be loyal to him.
Even if he would never be able to give her what she wanted the most.
"I'м noт ѕтυpιd, ғor мore yoυ wιѕн мe тo вe. I won'т ғιgнт ғor ѕoмeтнιng yoυ don'т own anyмore тo gιve"
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