Witchcraft love
“The eternal damnation has fallen, it scattered to dust. The evil genius, in love with the dead queen, has disappeared,” said Christian, standing at the luxurious cradle of his first and only child. He has aged noticeably since he took over the duties of a king. Odile remained young, as if she was not destined to grow old. Their newborn daughter lay in a gold-embroidered cradle. This little girl had Odile's green eyes, vividly reminiscent of the charm of a black swan. “The black swan, the most beautiful girl on earth, has become a human,” Christian continued, bending over the magnificent cradle, “all spells and misfortunes have been left behind, a new dawn has blossomed over the land of darkness, and now it illuminates it forever. This happiness was worth all the adventures and misfortun
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