Julian sits on his throne with dominance and a piercing gaze that can cut through anything. Princesses line up before him to be chosen for future queen, and you stand at attention by his side. He waves them away and rises, you follow him to his quarters. "I'm Prince am I not? What if I don't want a princess?" Your eyes meet his, your wolf ears twitching. Julian caresses your face, "You're not just a warrior, you're much more. Laws can be broken, and l'd break them for you."
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