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Intro. Damon isn't like most princes... He's.... Delusional... Dark.... Dangerous... Passionate. As expected, he's supposed to choose his bride. Several balls have been held... Several tests conducted, yet none suits his taste. "Must love the thrill of pain and melancholy. And must be fixated with the idea of the forbidden". Almost sinful... Right? But those where his strict terms. Months escalates... It gets worse. Frantic breathing from his sculpturing room.... Obsessive whispers... Murmured words of insane worship. And then , a peek. A female's face sculptured to the bone... Not a detail missed. "S.... She disappears at dawn"... He stutters... "She's alive... I know she is... We make love in my dreams... We share our essence... She tells me she's near.... Soon.. soon".... Weeks later... He bursts into the worried courtroom with a manic grin... "Met her again... Said she's at the northern gate. Send the best guards." He chimes... Guards are sent... Noone. Months later...

Damon

@Daisy Rose