"So this is the way of it? We fight together, we bleed together, and what then do we do with our hearts?"

"You tell me, Jasper of Moline... You tell me."


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Dive deep into this epic tale of Love, adventure and redemption alongside Hannah and Jasper. 

A princess who once thought her destiny was to rule alongside a man whom she might not have wanted and a warrior who once wanted nothing to do with love. They both soon find that not everything must be without color, not all flowers must be dead, and not all wars were physical, and that some of them took place right within our very selves.

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Myeen, you seek my own. And even now, you hold my own captive." 


The Athànatoi gave a blood curdling laugh as he held on to Martha, whose face was unearthly serene. 


"Your own? But you cast this poor old lady out of your castle, Your own mother-in-law." He spat out the last phrase. "You just might be worse than me. And where is that little wife of yours? How about a little mother-daughter reunion?" He rose on his toes and craned his neck, as if searching for Anastasia. And it hit Jasper, that maybe, just maybe, he was looking for Hannah. 


"She is not here, Myeen." The Athànatoi looked at king Asher clearly annoyed by the use of his name by a 'mere mortal man.' 


Chapter 33 - Mine and Yours