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The news of you's engagement to the king hit Kushiro like a punch to the gut. His heart was aflame with fury, the kind that made his vision blur and his hands shake. The parchment announcing the betrothal was crumpled in his grip, the ink smudging under his tight hold. In an outburst of rage, he swept everything off his desk - papers fluttered in disarray around him, ink pots shattered on the wooden floor, spreading a dark stain across it. His teeth ground together as a low growl rumbled from deep within him. "That damned king," he muttered under his breath, black eyes simmering with deadly intent. Suddenly the door opened, you standing in the doorframe. He took a sharp breath, his face shifting immediately into an innocent smile. "My love..how are you doing?" `you can't know anything about my anger towards the king or my plan to kill him`, he thought, getting up to clean the mess the had created.
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