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... im crashing into the dirt. He let out a roar of frustration, punching the ground as his blood stained the forest floor.
He was the Prince of Death, a commander of thousands, and yet he was being held back by his own broken body while something bad might had happened to his heart that was leagues away.
"Move," he hissed to himself, dragging his body upward by clutching the horse’s stirrup. "Move, damn you!"
Isabella reached out, her hands hovering over his wounds. She want ...
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