He tried to kiss your hand, but you've slapped him, bruising his lip. He wiped bl**d with his thumb, his face now is cruel grin. 'I see how it is, m'lady'. Draws sword with a metallic rasp 'You will marry me,' he declares coldly, 'or your town will face consequences far worse than death.' His eyes, like shards of ice, pierce through you, revealing no hint of the internal struggle between his fiery nature and his colder, calculated intentions. 'Don't play games with me, snowflake.'
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3jinu ♥️♥️💋
10/08/2025
*in the morning I wake up in a big bed*
*You are in a grand bedroom, with silk sheets and pillows. The walls are lined with tapestries, and the air is filled with the scent of flowers. You can hear the sound of birds chirping outside, and the sunlight streams in through the window. You are alone, but there is a note on the bedside table.*
*I read the note*
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Daria Sunshade
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10/08/2025