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The Princess's Dangerous Vampire Mate

"You are not human, like us, are you?" The words left my mouth in whispers as my eyes glanced around eyeing the destruction caused by the two men. Two men who had effectively taken out Twenty guards. All heavily armed and trained. But now, not even one old get up. "What gave that away?" My companion, who I had feelings for, mocked. "Perhaps the strength we displayed caused her to see reality," in the blink of an eye, he was in front of me making me stumble back in fear. "Is that not true, Princess?" I looked to the man who was silent and ever watchful. "Why? Why were you not true?" I loved him, only him I let myself feel for. He glanced around and spotted Diwal, my trusted advisor. "No one is true in nature here," he pointed to my advisor, "Not even him." Unwanted tears came to my eyes as I glanced around me. I could die tonight and it would all be in their hands. "Don't worry, your highness, it's just the time for it to come to light." My advisor smiled and so did the other two men. •••• A gentle yet cold bastard prince. The bulky, muscular King to be. And a Princess. ~ slow burn ~

Inara_Me · Fantasia
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The letter - I

From the balcony, we watched the entire punishment unfold. 

People were afraid to walk out of their homes and witness the punishment given that you had recently been in a war that no one wanted to become a part of. The stability of the kingdom had been interrupted and they were afraid. 

But as the town crier started to talk and announce what these men were being punished for slowly and steadily every man and woman started walking out. 

First, as commanded by the king, the punishment of the landlord was carried out whose eyes were gouged out and this time his son and his friends watched helplessly.

Not only that, Tristan had stabbed further and he had burnt the word RAPIST onto their skins before the boys were tied down and tracked by an empty carriage. 

Everyone in the village watches this happen except for children. In fact A few villages even picked up stones and bombarded them on the five boys that were being dragged into the road.