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Her wedding becomes a murder scene.
All fingers pointed at her, the whole town was ready to hang her head on a spike.
Iris Thorvald, the daughter of the Duke, raised in castle walls like a princess became a fugitive in her own home.

“Run! As far as your leg's can take you! don't turn back,” Her grandmother had said to her.

Off she goes, the unsuspecting blonde princess, falling into the clutches of the bloodthirsty Crown Prince.
“The King of Wrath” They called him.
The demon of Wrath suited better.

He's out searching and plucking the eyes of his enemies out.
Little bird Iris happens to fall on his bad side.

Taming the King of Wrath: The Seven Sins Series 1

"Run" he had said, the urgency in his voice was enough fuel for her to go as fast as she could.

"Run to Prince Tryphon!" He kept yelling. She had kept a good distance between them now, but she could still hear the distant slash of the metal swords against each other.

Just for a split second, she dared to check Traig out.

Two against one can never be fair.

Plus, it seemed the men were more interested in getting to her rather than fighting with him.

He was struggling to hold them off.

She paced up even more, seeing the efforts he was putting in.

Just when she got to the first turn that would lead to Tryphon's study,

a loud, sickening, snapping sound forced her to turn her head.

Traig was on his knees while the guard hovering above him pulled out his sword now coated in blood from his chest.

White haired freak.