The Warlord's Unexpected Affection
Prologue
The Warlord's Unexpected Affection
The Sound of Footsteps Echoing
The branches scratched her arms as she ran, her breath ragged.
The voices of men, rough and eager, closed in.
"Find her! She couldn’t have gone far!"
She didn’t know where she was, only that she had to keep running.
Ava Harrison
*Pressed her back against a tree*
The forest stretched endlessly around her, unfamiliar and untouched by modern life.
Ava Harrison
Where am I…?
* whispered, her voice trembling *
Ava Harrison
This doesn’t make sense.
The feeling of being hunted settled deep in her bones.
Sunlight filtered through the dust as Ava carefully brushed away the earth from the relic in her hands.
Its carvings, intricate and ancient, pulsed under her fingertips.
A blinding flash. A feeling of weightlessness. A scream swallowed by time itself.
Gareth leaned against the training post, smirking.
Gareth
You’ve changed, my lord
Damien barely glanced at him, his fingers tightening around his sword.
Damein Valorian
Don’t be ridiculous
Damein Valorian
You’re imagining things.
Adrian leaned back in his chair, swirling his wine
Adrian Valorian
So, she’s the one who caught Damien’s attention?
*let out a low chuckle*
Adrian Valorian
Then I’ll just have to snatch her from him
Ava Harrison
I miss home..
*murmured*
The sky stretched endlessly above them, a canvas of twinkling lights.
Ava Harrison
*sat beside Damien, hugging her knees*
Damein Valorian
*remained silent, staring ahead*
But then—his gaze shifted, just for a moment. Not at the stars. Not at the sky.
Ava Harrison
*Fingers grazing the ancient texts*
Was this prophecy speaking of her?
Ava Harrison
*Glanced down at the relic, still glowing faintly in the dark corner*
It was too much of a coincidence.
Ava Harrison
*looked at him*
Ava Harrison
Damn it
*whisper*
Before she could stop herself, she grabbed the front of his tunic and pulled him down, pressing her lips to his.
Damein Valorian
*froze-surprise*
Ava almost panicked, almost pulled away—
Damein Valorian
*hand slid to the back of her neck*
His fingers tangling in her hair, and he deepened the kiss.
The world faded, the war, the danger, the prophecy—none of it mattered.
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