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A Slave To The Evil Count

There is a thin line between love and hate, who knew when it started to fade between us. Earl of Gravestone is the most dangerous man of the WhiteThrone Empire. Not because he is strong enough to kill them without thinking twice. But he deals in secrets. Secrets that could destroy the peace standing on the thin ice sheets over a flooding river. But he had not gotten all this wrapped up as a gift by his family. He had earned it. Earned to show that one woman that he was worth choosing. To show that he was strong and loved. and he definitely had forgotten her after she left him for another man. Except that… he did not. He was still clutched by her memories to the limit that it hurt him when he breathed. So what would happen if the newest secret he found was…. Her husband was a traitor. If he wants, he could break her life. But would he? The deepening shadow of the crimes he had committed and the darkness within him wanted to devour her. But a tiny part that still remembered her love wanted to save her at the same time. Who would win in the end?

Fallen_meteor · Fantasy
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"Why would you do that?" Elara frowned and then shook her head. "I do not understand the culture of this empire. Here, women treat themselves too lightly. You are strong, powerful, beautiful and have a rich background. Which man can you not have? Yet you are giving him a chance and he is looking for his ex lover! If i had been at your place.." Elara went silent at once. As if she was finally realizing where she was. Her eyes widened and she stood up.

"I apologize for your highness, I have forgotten my place." She looked embarrassed and started playing with her hands. "I will make sure you receive the best products from our guild soon." Isabella looked at her coolly. She had felt anger when the girl had criticized her actions. But looking at her embarrassed face, she could not feel angry.