The Forbidden Crown
She despised it with every fiber of her being.
“Do not dare test my patience, Dominic Windsor,” the grand duke hissed, his icy presence chilling the very air. The room fell silent as a bone-chilling aura engulfed all. Trembling with fear, they watched as the duke’s iron grip tightened around her, leaving her no choice but to sink her teeth into his flesh with all her might. Blood spilled and, fueled by desperation, she broke free, sprinting towards the knights of Adelstein.
“Bravo, child,” the grand duke of Adelstein praised, his voice filled with praises.
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