the window and allowed the cold Siberian air to filter inside my room. Within seconds, all the warm air was chilled to the point of freezing. The

e alive. I however am no longer that innocent young girl. Now I am a killer. I destroy given targets and no longer see the world through innocence. She was sold out, sold by the devil himself. This existence I live, this loss I feel, can be directly pinpoint to one person. A person, who I thought loved me, loved me beyond limits. How foolish was I? I believed him when he said it would make me better, stronger, and perfect

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em right. Tomorrow is mating announcement for prince, I need to be there with him so they will see who his mate is." My t

ate for our prince. It´s only for two years, you will see, it will go fast and in no time you will be back home. Then the prince will announce you, don´t wo

to be near him. Please don't make me leave. What did I do wrong?" I tried one last time for him to change his mind with tears rollin

n he released me and kissed me on my forehead before he said, "Go now and pack your belongings. In the morning you need to wake up earlier, you will leave before daybreak." I didn´t have strength to say anything, I just nodded and turned away. Before my h

too, daddy." I

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was shaking all over. This is not due to the cold it is from the soulful cries of my heart due to the betrayal and harm from love. He was my father for God sake; he should have protected me from anything and everything including himself. But what he did was to sell me the first opportunity he encountered where my fate most likely resulted in death. To a place that I would never come back and never return, those were his wishes and plans when

my dark thoughts as Master kept trying to come forward

d down my cheek as I cried in agony. It has been a very long time since I released any emotion. I kneeled in the frost that had formed in the room. I don't know how long I knelled there but my j

mises that justice will prevail and that in time they would pay for their crimes. He held me in my mind as a father holds a wounded child. He did not abandon me in time of need he made me believe and want to live. As time passes he was able to get me back to myself and I thanked him for never leaving my side even when I failed him again. I had to remember that they weren´t worth it, nobody was worth