She wasn’t mine to take.
But I took her anyway.
She was supposed to be a diplomat’s daughter.
Off-limits. Innocent. Just another human asset in the peace deal I swore to destroy.
Then I saw her.
Soft lips. Clear eyes. The look of someone who still believes in good men.
She didn’t flinch when I put a blade to her throat.
She flinched when I didn’t use it.
Now she’s locked in my ship.
Sleeps in my bed.
Fights me with that quiet fire until I forget what star system I’m in.
I’ve razed entire colonies without blinking.
But I can’t seem to let her go.
They call me the Traitor King. The Ghost of Vallis. A war criminal with no soul left to burn.
But she sees something else.
I warned her not to look too close.
Now I can’t stop looking back.
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