She was never meant to be mine.
But the moment I saw her trapped in that glowing glass coffin… forgotten, broken, beautiful — I knew I’d tear the world apart to have her.
I’m not a hero. I’m the weapon they send into hell when the kingdom is dying.
My brothers are scattered. My king is dying. The mission is on the brink.
And still, I choose her.
She flinches when I touch her. Fights the magic burning in her blood. But I don’t care what the witches did to her. I don’t care what she’s afraid of. She’s mine now.
I’ll carry her through snow, blood, and shadow.
I’ll fight gods if I have to.
Because I’m not just her rescuer. I’m her ruin.
She says she doesn’t want to be bound.
I say too late.
She already breathes me.
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