Philip: Dear Theodosia, what to say to you?
Theodosia: Oh, Philip you outshine the morning sun.
This is love. True love.
The only barrier between them is their fathers, and seven steel bullets.
Philip: Dear Theodosia, what to say to you?
Theodosia: Oh, Philip you outshine the morning sun.
This is love. True love.
The only barrier between them is their fathers, and seven steel bullets.
Losing this war means captured by the enemy empire and considered as their prostitutes and servants. Dreaming that situation made my heart race even more. I settled myself on the floor, close to the...