Chapter 13 Mine

He loomed over me, blocking out the firelight.

"Don't," I begged, tears leaking from my eyes. "Please. You're the King. You don't do this."

"I am not a King right now," he whispered, lowering his face to mine. "I am an empty cup."

He buried his face in my neck.

He inhaled deeply, dragging his no...

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