"Yes, that was my plan. To sweep in after all the kingdoms have crumbled, and to make you mine by any means necessary," Miro admitted, a twisted grin spreading across his face as he finally voiced his intentions. The admission hung in the air, dark and undeniable, a confession of the relentless obsession he had harbored for her.
Taya laughed softly, the sound cutting through the darkness that had filled the room. "If you really believe that power and bloodshed will ever bring you closer to me, then you've already lost, Miro," she said. There was a finality in her tone, an assurance that left no room for doubt.
