The Princess And The Demon
Focusing on the mans in front on him, Henry’s eyes widened as he looked at the evil, bloodied smirk on the his face, one which made the young king want to retreat back with how vicious and dangerous it was, because even with a sword in his heart, the man still stood and looked as if the sword piercing his ribcage was nothing but a tiny needle, once the confusion and surprise were gone, he used his free hand to grab the part of the sword which wasn’t buried inside his chest, and with one move, broke it in half.
Unable to keep his balance, Henry fell back harshly, a dull pain erupted in his lower back but he chose to ignore it as he quickly stood up, his mind running miles, trying to understan
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