Dear Enemy, You're My Mate
Veliciahmy dearest enemymy enemy's frienddear enemyhis mate, his enemy
My friend is sadder, more rugged, and broken with a darkness in his eyes, yet he is kind.
"Caring about my well-being, are we?" His grin is quick and broad.
"Well," I shrug and feel my lips straining to compete for the biggest smile in the room. "We are friends, aren't we?"
"True," Dior sighs heavily. "I don't think I should tell you too much about the council yet, but after June is dealt with, the council will be your next enemy—make no mistake."
"And why is that?"
Dior hums. "The council seeks power and destroys anyone who might be a potential threat to them in the future. I have committed no crimes in a long time, but I'm from the shadow realm—they don't like that."
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