Falling for The Cold-hearted Wizard

instincts didn't warn her about the possibility of being stung by thorns, it didn't warn her about the

was burning. Frustration evident in her features as she wondered if there was any end to the dark tunnel she was in. She fell

nd. The terrible rush of blood oozing out mad

r, she crawled to a nearby tree as a blo

t her parents and her entire kingdom to a worthless war of greed. The memory of

et her. She was the only survival of a kingdom burnt at war and s

er. How could they have reached her so easily? Would all her efforts to escape go

und her. She was going to die and join her ancestors wherever they

d her. Nessa held her breath in fear as she quietly prayed to not

th a silent thud, glancing around the

e direction of Nessa who stopped

horseman and the throbbing pain in her left leg. The horseman stared at

him before she fainted

*

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ard to get open because of fatigue. I was lying down on a very hard bed, a

feeling. My hands landed on a bedsheet that smelled of vinegar like it was washed recently. Next

s tied with a cloth. My eyes widened the moment I saw the room I was

it like the one I had at home. It was also painted with a black colour and when I

know the owner of. The last thing I remembered was being in the woods and try

re probably not going to kill me at once, they'd starve and flog and use my pain as an entertainment to them. Th

aw that I was putting on another dress, differient from the b

s still a virgin before now that I'm sure I was raped. I wanted to end my life, I wanted to try my best to g

figure of about 6ft and five inches tall walked in. I froze in fear when I saw that his face wa

into thin air. I couldn't breathe as my oxygen suddenly stopp

ched the wall. *Why are you scared?* The voice asked. *Didn't you think of commiting sui

his masculinity finally reached me on the bed and

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