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She has an iron heart in a velvet body. 

He's like a black hole inside the sun.

She's strong with fragile pieces. 

He's fierce above his afraid self.

She was the light in his gloomy world. 

He was the darkness that took her last shine. 

She became the aspire of his life. 

He made her life aimless.

She wants to revenge him.

He wants to acquire her. 

She searches for freedom from him. 

He captures her in a golden cage.

She fell for a person she hates the most.

He loves a person who he can't love. 

He was her enemy with a tag of a husband. 

She was his fear with a title of a wife.

Face of Fate

Lycaon was sitting on the throne when a servant came to announce the news they got. There was an iron tray in his hand on which the roll of the scroll was placed on it. Zorion was standing beside Lycaon. The servant came and forwarded the tray towards Zorion. Zorion took the scroll and began to unfold it. He then faced Lycaon to read it. After reading the first sentence, Zorion eyes turned wide. His brows knitted as he read the further message.

"What's wrong?" Lycaon asked, looking at his surprised expression.

"All these happened and we didn't know at all." Zorion said and forwarded the scroll towards him. Lycaon took the scroll and began to read it. His brows knitted as he read the scroll from top to bottom. He then looked at Zorion with a perplexed expression on his face.

"How could this be possible?" Lycaon asked.

121. The things in the South