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The Crowned Cat and The Fallen Prince

That night, long ago, as the rain soaked the ground, he should have turned away instead of foolishly waiting for her! Oh, why did he have to stubbornly wait for her? Their life was now drenched in the colours of both love and blood. That ill-fated night, he kissed her, whereas she thrust the dagger into his chest, clenching tightly the icy white jade hilt and pushing. As Shufeng watch his blood spilling, he was still more bewildered than angered. How could he possibly bear it: killed by the woman he loved? Untold confusion and fear filled his eyes when he simply asked: “Why?" She wanted Shufeng’s brother as the future emperor, and revenge for the death of her family. Crestfallen and heartbroken upon finding out she had been deceived, Emika is willing to sacrifice everything–even at the risk of loosing her human form forever–to find him, be with him and seek forgiveness. A tale packed with sword fights, lies and betrayal, lost love and redemption, court intrigue, crossing world, stolen memories and; a story of a prince fighting back to claim the throne, and a woman changing into a cat.

LaLouette · Fantasy
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One Missing Heart, One Banquet - Part 3

That morning the sun was a brilliant all watching-eye aware of the foes and dangers, its light creeping into every corner, nook and crevice. A large cloud resembled a white ribbon making a spiral as it fluttered in the lofty winds.

From time to time a large gust of wind ruffled the reddish tops of the trees and made them trembled and nod in unison.

The charm of the scenery which surrounded Emika made her stroll along thoughtfully. The more the breeze tousled her nut-brown hair and cooled her white fingers, the more alive her mind became, whereas the more detached her soul.

The grass at her feet still shimmered with pearly dew. Her feet slipped a little, but not with each step, just randomly to catch her off guard.

Her feet… they didn't belong here, and if she were absent the picture of that landscape would not be missing her. Even the vivid colours of autumn couldn't banish every dark thought shading her entire soul.