A New World

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Blanco had fought until the enemy soldier before him had slumped to his knees as if dead. But the man, a black ring on his finger, was not dead at all. Only the demon inside him. And when soldiers of countless coasts began to cheer, when word spread that a prince, no he wasn’t a Prince anymore, the King who was promised, had defeated Kera, Blanco simply turned from the battlements.

He found him by scent alone. Even in death, the scent lingered, a path that he followed through the wrecked streets and throngs of celebrating, weeping people.

Rowan Mikhail smiled at his bleeding heart, and he had seen him first as Blanco ran to his friend’s side,

“Don’t die on me!”, h