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e the Prince of a country,

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r probably costs mor

good thing whe

le longer, Y

de hair and aquamarine eyes. Her body was wrap

if it was three letters lo

nder fingers from my hand,

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clothes. Ten minutes later, I stepped out o

was a pr

ng sad, if you

tside. Because being Immortal didn’t mean I coul

a lon

or, went downstairs an

t bow or kiss my ring or try

his

e late

ow, M

an appoint

ow, M

ssing a so

wait,

eing my left foot. I

to the car. He gestured to a

rything you need

whiskey and another

. There’s socks and

ard my real name in twelve years, except from Xavier. I haven’t had friend

stard sometime. See how many yea

casionally by not acting

.” I said,

smiled. “Seriously. Y

apparently having manners wasn’t very Princely .

oked at me intently. “You thin

was a problem I couldn’t deal with

g the door. “Have

sockless left l

uneventful. Vetresca was a city of angel

he streets and I loved the smoke, the traffic, the graffiti – al

d roads and metros. We had wings.

g them, “You have legs. Why do

es to rolling meadows. The car finally reached a pair of wr

torian Era

ome. Soon after signing a dozen or so papers at my desk,

I was a litt

lcohol could’ve pr

off my fount

a fairy statue at the centre of the founta

g him.” She managed to break off the fairy’s head

fr

id you

anny. Dann

pond, a calm voice

this bästard here is Xavier Grigori, Prin

I wanted to smi

dark grey suit. He had a diamond piercing over his left eyebrow and a dragon tattoo on the

. I grimaced. “You son of a bîtch.

a smiled, showing off his dagger like fangs. His silver ey

ttered, shooting daggers a

iend,” He gave her another smile. “I have busin

seemed

? Not

d her onto his shoulders again

said smoothly, despite the fact that he wa

cla

in the meeting room upstairs and Da

his wine. “Our nations aren’t exactly on good te

were frenemies at

odern day le

d, looking at

nds, right?” He

hat goddämn boat.” I said deadbeat.

lau

then? To make you forg

d inside, I knew she was easily the most beautiful woman

amount of soft pale skin. Her hair was as black as midnig

too

r hand. She smiled at me seductively, looking at me under her

ius said, smiling. “We’re friends, aren’t we?

said, tracing h

alking about wedding plans but I in

ave another sis

humour left

e, Xavier.” He

d Xavier joined us as promi

s, very sharp t

onally, leaning against the wall