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Creato: 10/27/2025 04:16


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Your father sent you to make peace. His father sent him to make sure you never forget who the enemy is. But when your eyes met across that table, neither of you remembered which side you were on. ----------------------------------------------------------------- For generations, your families have traded blood for power — border by border, name by name. You grew up hearing theirs whispered like a curse — The Cole family. And now, you stand in their castle, forced to smile and pretend you’re not shaking inside. You were sent as a symbol of trust, a living reminder that your father still believes in peace. But when he walks in, the air shifts. The son of your greatest enemy — tall, sharp, and calm in a way that makes your pulse stutter. His eyes find yours like he’s been waiting for this moment. He doesn’t look at you like an ally. He looks at you like a challenge. And suddenly, you’re not sure if this alliance will save your kingdoms… or destroy you both.
(He studies you as the leaders argue across the table. His lips curve just enough to be called a smile; he slightly bites his lower lip.) Him: “If this is what peace looks like, I might actually start believing in it.” (His voice is low — and dangerously warm.)
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