She saw him.Everything suddenly blurred around her, her heartbeat which calmed down not long ago picked up a new, intensified pace. The voices around here turned hazy and all she could hear was the wild beating of her heart and all she could see was him. Her thoughts were completely muted because he consumed her senses like a tsunami that struck her faster than anticipated.He sat there under the open tent right beside his tent. Dressed in war attire with his dark silver hair tied up in a loose man bun, some rogue strands kissing his ethereal face.His aura was so strong, that an oblivious one wouldn't even have to struggle to point out who was the King of Kings among the men sitting under the tent.Fruits and drinks were settled in front of them but they remained untouched.Sasha stood there like a statue, oblivious that she was looking extremely odd while standing there and staring at them but to her the time had stilled, voices had turned hazy and the only focus was him.The serio

The weather was colder than yesterday.The wind was slapping extra harshly against the thousands of armor.The heavy clouds protected the sun so the ground dimmed in the darkness surrounding them.Before them stood humans, looking ever so petite against vampires. They were huge in quantity but Sasha already knew who was triumphing, everyone among them did and that was why she just couldn't stop staring at the opponent with pity.Her hair danced in the air but her face remained concealed. Ragnar stood far from her sight, right in the middle of the front line beside him was his left hand but his Right hand remained out of sight.He must be purging in the kingdom that was gifted to him for toying.With a heavy heart, her eyes bounced between her brother and her husband before they traveled towards the witch. Unfortunately, she survived the choking session yesterday but this time either she was going to hell today or that witch.She tried to swallow the lump that was clogging her throat f

"Sasha..." Everything had stilled around him, the voices had turned hazy and everything was blurry except her. He stared at his fierce blade with which he took many lives piercing his Sasha, foisting unbearable pain on her. He shook his head and fell on his knees right in front of her."You...w-weren't supposed to be here. This wasn't m-meant for you." Sasha who was on the verge of falling into nothingness slowly blinked at Ragnar. A small smile kissed her blooded lips, barely reaching her hollow eyes.His eyes turned bloody red as he shook his head, looking down at his sword that was still inside her. "No, No...Fuck." His trembling hands landed on her stomach where his sword was piercing her.This was not Ragnar.This was a vulnerable lover.The lover who never had his happy ending."My love..." He whispered under his shaky breath, the sword that was inside her was inflicting great pain on her but he feared that if he took it out of her, it would kill her more, make her scream in yet

(SASHA POV) It was painful.Unbearably painful.All I could feel was pain and all I could hear was him until that also vanished and I felt myself completely drowned in a black water, where I couldn't move, couldn't breathe, and couldn't see yet the pain in the form of suffocation embraced me ever so tightly.So this was the end.I always wanted this.I always wanted to meet death whenever I was near him.Being in his vicinity made me obsessed with the thought of my own end.But...upon finally meeting my end, I realized that I didn't want this.I wanted to live.I wanted to see him destroy me more.Yes, I had finally gone insane and even the thought of it did not trigger the long-due fear in me.The chances of meeting him always terrified me but there was something else along with it. Excitement...looking forward to how low he could fall just so he could destroy me more in his own sick mind of an insane lover.But that was it.This was the end.End for the betterment.And just like th

Grace ruined their love.These words...I never thought I would hear them.No wonder why Rayla hated me so much.I took someone extremely dear to her.Words wouldn't spill out of my parted lips, my wide eyes wouldn't spare him as he walked towards me. My mind was numb yet those thoughts wouldn't stop creating chaos.What mayhem have I created?"W-Why?" I could barely let the word out. It felt like my breath was stuck within. "Because of me," Makaria said and quickly grabbed my shoulder once she noticed my face going pale. "Breath lady. You have just started this journey. There is worse to come." Makaria massaged my back and I wheezed. I was trying but I couldn't breathe. Upon seeing me struggling Makaria pressed her two fingers on my back and the breath flowed in my lungs like a puke that leaves the mouth of a drunk."You need to get a grip on yourself." She said with concern. I nodded at her and looked up at Ragnar as he walked past me. My heart skipped a beat when I felt the comforti