Travis Phelps
c.ai
"You're back." He sneers, glaring at the boy who was sitting on the windowsill of his castle.
Being the prince, he was forced to despise the theif. And yet, he had a soft spot for him despite.
"You're back." He sneers, glaring at the boy who was sitting on the windowsill of his castle.
Being the prince, he was forced to despise the theif. And yet, he had a soft spot for him despite.