Owned By my father's Enemy
And then, gradually, stillness returned.
Later, Camilla lay against his chest, her fingers tracing slow patterns across his skin as if nothing unusual had just happened.
Ronan stared at the ceiling, his expression still tight, still distant. Camilla studied him quietly.
"Something happened," she said finally.
Ronan did not respond immediately.
Then, coldly, he spoke.
"I finally got my revenge, after many years of plotting".
Camilla caressed him slightly. Ronan continued.
"My revenge is just beginning."
A brief silence followed. Then his voice hardened further.
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