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~~LYRIC VAELGOR~~
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Was it really too much to ask for a single day of peace in this kingdom?
It was one mistake. One tiny, impulsive decision to escape the four walls of my glorified prison cell called a bedroom for some fresh air and bloodshed. And yes—fine—maybe everything went downhill after that. But it wasn’t entirely my fault. If the demon prince had warned me that my blood was some sort of demon booster, maybe I’d have been more cautious when stabbing that trainee in the arena.
Maybe.
What was he so mad about anyway? I had expected him to be pissed, of course. He always was. Anger looked natural on him, like a second skin. But this? This level of wrath? The kind of rage that made his magic crackle, that made the walls tremble? That was new. And completely uncalled for.
