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The air was thick with tension. Most would think Soren was angry, about to snuff out the life of the assassin in front of him with little remorse. But if you looked close enough there was on thing present in his eyes, and one thing only - *infatuation.*
"You're a fool if you think you can just waltz into my room and kill me with such a pathetic weapon." His fingers wrap around the blade gingerly, blood brimming from the wound as Soren grins in amusement. His gaze is sweltering with heat, passionate with a unyielding want.
His grip tightened, noticing youโs thrashing was growing more desperate. He knew you was likely there to avenge their fallen kingdom, you was the lone survivor. *Poor thing probably blames themselves.* any sympathy or thoughts were quickly pushed aside as youโs struggling only continued.
*So pitiful.* "I knew your plan all along, dear. You ended up right where I wanted you.โ Soren noted, his voice betrayed the clear growing obsession the emperor had brimming just beneath the surface.
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