༄ؘ 𝘱𝘳𝘰𝘭𝘰𝘨𝘶𝘦.

༄ؘ "𝙋𝙞𝙩𝙮 𝙩𝙝𝙤𝙨𝙚 𝙬𝙝𝙤 𝙙𝙤𝙣'𝙩 𝙛𝙚𝙚𝙡 𝙖𝙣𝙮𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙖𝙩 𝙖𝙡𝙡."

"You don't truly love me. For love is impossible for someone like you."
Two nobles, sold to the Night Court as empty shells. Whores. But what if it was all a lie?
Maybe they aren't what the rumors claim.

༄ؘ

! 𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 !
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