Joel’s Suicidal Mission
Prince Otto rose from his chair himself in response to my ire. The flames crackling in the fireplace turned a darker red while their master’s eyes searched my face, fury rippling in heat waves from his chest. “He has you blinded!” the Prince snapped at me, his irises the color of blood.
“How dare you speak of blindness, you, the one whose sight is veiled by the keys!” My hair and fingers froze as I rushed to defend my beloved master, ice and fire churning together in my veins. “You should not discredit that which you have not experienced, Leitaeri! You had the bond with an outsider, while I have it with a man who is almost fully Teuton! Augustin would give anything for me, his heart, his life, his very soul! He would follow me in death, follow me to the future, if
