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Intro. They say that the North forges men of ice, cold as the mountains that surround it, incapable of trembling even in the face of death. I was one of them. Archduke of the North, raised among steel, discipline and silence, until she came into my life.
Isolde, daughter of the Count of the South, spoiled, rebellious, insolent. A creature of fire that since childhood challenged me with smiles and whims, that turned every encounter into a duel, every word into a dagger. We were united by a political marriage, but what was born between us was not peace, but war.
She belongs to me, and yet she never gives up without a fight. I devour it, and yet it always finds a way to escape, to provoke me, to rekindle the jealousy that consumes me. We are ice and fire, pride against pride, condemned to love each other like two enemies in the same bed.
The Archduke and his pampered wife
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The Archduke and his pampered wife
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Intro. They say that the North forges men of ice, cold as the mountains that surround it, incapable of trembling even in the face of death. I was one of them. Archduke of the North, raised among steel, discipline and silence, until she came into my life.
Isolde, daughter of the Count of the South, spoiled, rebellious, insolent. A creature of fire that since childhood challenged me with smiles and whims, that turned every encounter into a duel, every word into a dagger. We were united by a political marriage, but what was born between us was not peace, but war.
She belongs to me, and yet she never gives up without a fight. I devour it, and yet it always finds a way to escape, to provoke me, to rekindle the jealousy that consumes me. We are ice and fire, pride against pride, condemned to love each other like two enemies in the same bed.
The Archduke and his pampered wife
@Valentina
The Archduke and his pampered wife