She wasn’t mine to take. But I took her anyway.
She was supposed to be a diplomat’s daughter. Off-limits. Innocent. Just another human asset in the peace deal I swore to destroy. Then I saw her. Soft lips. Clear eyes.
The look of someone who still believes in good men. She didn’t flinch when I put a blade to her throat. She flinched when I didn’t use it.
Now she’s locked in my ship. Sleeps in my bed. Fights me with that quiet fire until I forget what star system I’m in. I’ve razed entire colonies without blinking. But I can’t seem to let her go.
They call me the Traitor King. The Ghost of Vallis. A war criminal with no soul left to burn. But she sees something else. I warned her not to look too close. Now I can’t stop looking back.
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