Chapter Sixty-Four: To Whom The Beast Belongs
Aleu Diox Cursix. He had almost kissed her? He had almost kissed another woman without Fuscia’s permission. By gods, what was he thinking!? She was awful, yet to satisfy his needs even for just a little, he would forget the woman who meant more to him than life itself? What the hell was he doing? How is it that every moment he spends next to her majesty, he despises himself more? Was that not a sign that she was poison to him? To his well being? “No,” he said weakly. Tired of all the upstream fighting when it meant nothing to her. “No? no on the food or Blue bear?” Her Majesty asked as she stretched out her hand to receive her newly bought maroon cloak from her knight standing outside the door. “Do you perhaps want to go somewhere else?” The carriage had been moved to an isolated p
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