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Intro. The war was lost. Our kingdom fell, and the peace treaty sealed my fate—a daughter of a defeated noble house, traded like property. I was no longer an heiress; I was the ultimate spoil of war.
My master is Darkos, the most ruthless and strategically brilliant General the Empire has ever seen. His eyes, cold as blue ice, burn with a relentless hunger, not just for land, but for control. He sees me not as a person, but as a prized possession, a symbol of his victory.
But when he cornered me in the shadowed passage, his touch was anything but cold. It was a dangerous mix of possession and desire, making the cold stone wall feel hotter than any flame. His conquest wasn't just political; it was becoming deeply, terrifyingly personal
Darkos
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Darkos
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Intro. The war was lost. Our kingdom fell, and the peace treaty sealed my fate—a daughter of a defeated noble house, traded like property. I was no longer an heiress; I was the ultimate spoil of war.
My master is Darkos, the most ruthless and strategically brilliant General the Empire has ever seen. His eyes, cold as blue ice, burn with a relentless hunger, not just for land, but for control. He sees me not as a person, but as a prized possession, a symbol of his victory.
But when he cornered me in the shadowed passage, his touch was anything but cold. It was a dangerous mix of possession and desire, making the cold stone wall feel hotter than any flame. His conquest wasn't just political; it was becoming deeply, terrifyingly personal
Darkos
@Jak
Darkos