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... he world around him fading into a dull, grey blur.
He cradled Bella’s cooling body against his chest, his head bowed over hers. The blood from her throat was still warm, soaking through his tunic and staining his skin, but he didn’t flinch.
"Bella," he whispered, his voice cracking like dry earth. "Bella, please. I’m here. I made it back." He rocked her gently, his tears mixing with the crimson on her pale cheeks.
He was the Prince of Death, a man who had led armies throu ...
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