You Wear A Crown But You're No King
09-14-2015, 04:31 PM
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...Psychopathy... Don’t Know Who I Am Anymore... The young man was enjoying this. Watching as they all came in to see the show, asking questions, shooting looks. Ah this was brilliant. The young man felt a shudder of pleasure run down his spine as he glanced at his mother. How proud she must be to have a mate like his father, a man who could stand up and claim what he wanted without giving weakness to the enemy. Not that Threar had done anything to them personally but well, sometimes there had to be a victim on the road to success. Forsaken would move, coming to Enigma’s side. He wore a sneer, his golden eyes aglow with delight. “How long do you think this is going to drag out? Do you think that the lady will even fight him?” He would ask, his voice quiet enough for just his brother to hear. No one needed to know their private conversations. ...Try And Stop It From Corrupting..." |
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