Faechan

[Mature content, R18, no rape] "Who has done this to you?" Azel asked softly, his jaw tightly clenched as he stared into her teary, bright amber eyes, his fingers itching to caress her cheek.

"Tell me," he whispered, "and I will sever his head and present it to you upon a platter of gold..."

***

Her birth alone left her mother in a terribly weakened state...

Adelia, the only daughter and child of the Veldon house, was… strange. Neither her birth mother nor her beloved father, nor even the witches posing as servants in the castle knew what she truly was. Adelia herself was clueless.

She blamed herself for her mother's illness, and with each passing day, both grew worse—the affliction and her guilt.

For her mother's sake and for hers as well, Adelia willingly enters into a ruthless deal, a path to salvation that was bound to lead to her demise, one that would deny her the experience of love. Still, she didn't care for the consequences and sacrifices, for the need to cure her mother was far greater…

But fate, ever mocking her resolve, throws her onto the path of an insolent stranger, a man with the power to alter her desires...

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Obsidian armor. Strong. Ruthless.

These three words defined a single knight, striking fear into the hearts of all who heard of him. Countless tales spoke of his exploits, yet his identity remained shrouded in mystery.

Azel Latham, the embodiment of this figure, was known by none, for his face had never been seen in battle. With a single stroke, he could fell twenty warriors in an instant.

Azel had many secrets. His presence was strange, his appearance even more peculiar. A mischievous and playful look on the outside but a shattered and enclosed heart within.

…It would not remain frozen for long, however, for an amusing encounter with a captivating woman would leave him wanting more…



**Cover art does not belong to me, credit to the artist!

The Witch's Devious Attraction

'Do you suppose he had two then, Milord?' Fabian suddenly asked in Azel's mind, causing him to sharply turn his head to look at his aide in surprise.

'You heard me?' Azel asked, slightly dumbfounded. 'How—'

'You left the mind link open,' Fabian calmly pointed out and Azel sighed. 'You seem rather disoriented today, Milord. Are you sure it isn't related to your excitement?'

Azel let out another resigned sigh and returned his attention to the maid walking in front of him. 'But you may be right,' he agreed to his aide's earlier statement. 'He may have had two, and the other might have passed away.'

'Then do you think she's the first or second?' Fabian inquired curiously. 'She appears far too old for someone who was three years old eleven years ago…'

For my lady