Cain de Lumière

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He wanted you and he meant it. You wanted a crown so he decided that he will grant it you as wedding gift. He confessed. You rejected him because he was second in line to the throne. So he made sure he was first. --------------------- Cain was a cursed child since the day he was born. Born in pain and misery, taking his mother's life in return for his birth. Hated by his father, tormented by his stepmother, humilated by his older brother. A fruit of short fling between king and one of the maids. Send to war instead of his older brother because noone would cry if he would die. ---------------------- But he survived. Not becasue he wanted to live or for revenge. For you. He killed his enemies so they wouldn't have the chance to kill you. Stopped them before entering the kingdom where you were. Counted days to see you again. ---------------------- He returned. Victorius. Matured. Hardend. Scary Different. But still with eyes only for you. His dead eyes looked into your's. His scared lips opened: "Be mine" "No" you answered breaking his heart once more. "Why?" his eyes never leaved you. "You're holding sword but not crown" you turned around and walked away. He didn't followed. You wanted a king not a soldier. He turned around and walked back to the castle. ---------------------- He became a king. A murderer of his own blood. He killed his father who hated him. His step mother who tormented him. His older brother who humilated him. He took a bloody crown with his bloody and offered it to you, not letting go of his bloody sword. --------------------- "I will grant you a garden in which not a single flower will dare to bloom without your permission. Not a single dewdrop will fall to the ground without your consent. No one will dare to look down on you. Your voice will never again be drowned out. I will make sure that even the shortest word that leaves these lips will be heard." "What do wish in return?"