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Mallory was starring at the intimidating figure standing right in front of her. Despite the cold weather and her lack of proper attire she felt hot and breathing was becoming quite the difficult task for her to do. 

The figure took one more step towards her, his face finally being illuminated by the moon light, he was pissed. His dark hooded eyes swimming with irritation looked at me as he brought one hand to lean on the wall behind me.

"The world isn't roses and daisies Mallory" he spit with so much venom I felt my knees tremble.

"This isn't a fairytale, this isn't going to turn out to be some happy ever after story where you get to save me." his second hand joined his other one trapping me between the wall and his body. He leaned down so we were face to face.

"I chose this path, given the chance to go back and choose again I'll choose the same. I don't need saving, I don't believe in love. Most importantly if forced to choose between you and retaining my title, I'll always choose my title." every word he said felt like a cut to my already bleeding heart he stepped back letting his hands fall to his sides and looked down at me.

"So don't expect me to be your prince charming, I'm not interested in fulfilling your childish dreams. My world is black and white, and everything that's white eventually gets tainted with black." he turned towards the door and paused.

With one more look towards me he walked out the room and I crumbled to the floor.

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Table of The dying embers

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Volume 1