KIMORA
The room was dark, light seeping a little through the closed windows but I had my eyes fixed on the bed, there was someone in it; it must be Cyrus.
The room was so quiet and dark why would they trap a king's son in this room
"Huhhh" I gasp, taking a sharp step backwards as my tummy knots in disgust, my hand goes to my mouth as I try to hold my early lunch in. He was pale white with black marks crawling inside his skin by the side of his face and hands, the only visible part of him I could see like black earthworms were living inside of him, the sight horrific to look at but hard to get my eyes off.
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