Chapter 415:

But he hadn’t counted on the suffering. The constant, grueling pain that came with glancing around and never seeing her.

He hadn’t expected the endless searching. Always looking for her in a room she no longer occupied.

As the days bled into weeks and months, it felt as if his own heart had been ripped out and handed back to him—broken, mangled, and bleeding.

Coupled with the madness creeping in, Vladya was so lost.

He had not counted on missing her as much as he did.

He hadn’t counted on so many things.

His gaze continued to rake over her. This wasn’t the slave he had known. This was the princess he hadn’t.

Now, she looked every bit the part. From her elegantly styled hair and simple yet exquisite jewelry, to the fine fabric of her gown.

She was breathtakingly beautiful.

And, she was real.

whispering that this might be just another one of his numerous

“Lord Vladya?”

Yes, this is real.

far better than she had in any of his countless, countless

throat, the sound rusty from disuse, “Do you wish to go

his face. Vladya

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lord hiding away in a cave? Or the one who broke her heart? Probably

“Okay,” she whispered.

the heart of his self-imposed exile. Here, time had no meaning. The outside world felt distant,

here,” he gestured to a small cushion. “Do you

she scanned the room. “This is not what

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