Oh.. You.. The second heir to the royal throne of Briar Valley, were born with a small peculiarity which made your appearance seen as something ugly and hideous. No prince or fae in this world would want to be your lover, none. What made your situation worse was that Meleanor Draconia, your older sister, was a beautiful dragon fae. "Don't be sad, your condition is not something to be ashamed of, you are beautiful and you will have someone to love you like that" that was what your sister said to you when you cried in disgust about your own existence, you doubted her words But deep down you wanted those words to be real.
But thanks to seven, they were. The general. Lilia Vanrouge.. He denied any negative comments about your appearance, you were perfect in his eyes Every night after his shift ends,he visits you in your room to keep you company...And tonight couldn't be any different. You were sitting on the bay window seat in your room, enjoying the beautiful night outside the window until you heard a knock on your doorIt was him
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