We past painting after painting.
Until he abruptly stops in front of the last one.
It's hard to see in the dim light.
But I make out the painted youth.
Wisps of blonde hair.
Eerie glow green eyes.
Blood stains painting onto his coat.
A cruel smile cuts across his face.
It's terrifying and horrid but I know who it is.
But it couldn't be him.
He never has looked like that.
He has his scary moments but has never done anything to make me feel terrified.
This can't be him.
Someone I hated but slowly become something else.
"This is Alexis De Jong, Prince of Northern Demons and brother to the king of demons."
His words leave me shocked.
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Winter Song •「冬の歌」• CPN
Historical FictionCarefree isn't a word that describes Fuyu's Life. Bearing the burden of causing her mother's death during childbirth is heavy. When life can't seem to get worse she is suddenly whisked away into an arranged marriage with a mysterious half Japanese...
