They say steel sings in the hands of an artist
Yet his shrieked.
For he was no artist and even steel was appalled with the slaughter.
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A love story between a Prince and his servant.
They say steel sings in the hands of an artist
Yet his shrieked.
For he was no artist and even steel was appalled with the slaughter.
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A love story between a Prince and his servant.
I want to tell you a tale, of a handsome prince meeting a beautiful young maiden. The moment their eyes met; they knew that they were in love. It was a love that would transcend all earthly bounds. A...