Epilogue
“Do you think Kamren is dead?” Dragos, one of the three princes of the Royals, looks over at Niklas and asks with curiosity. “Do you believe your women did their job successfully?” “Trust me, friend, Seraphina is still alive and Kamren is very much dead.” Niklas smirks to himself as they ride towards the war scene on their black horses, the sound of their hooves against the desert floor clattering in his ear. “Our plan went smoothly.” “Seraphina is mine, you understand that, right?” Dragos looks at Niklas with clear authority, the leader between the two undistinguishable, and Niklas obediently nods his head. “Of course, I turned her all of those years ago specifically for you, Dragos.” Niklas quickens the horses speed and turns to look once again at his ally. “And you will ensure that I
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