I Crave You in the Name of Condemnation

“I will be your wife, and your… s*ave.”

Kyrus’ adam’s apple bobbed heatedly as he subdued the princess beneath him.

His fingers, which had rested on her chin, slowly traced the delicate line of her neck, causing Eleanor’s breath to catch in her throat.

“On our wedding night, I shall await your abilities in bed. But consider carefully what will become of you should you fail to satisfy me.”

During the Dark Ages, Eleanor, the first princess of the Cornwall Kingdom, struggles to escape the clutches of her fiancé, Kyrus, the Grand Inquisitor.

However, her secret was exposed; she is a witch and the leader of a magical coven.

Having finally grasped the princess’s secret, Kyrus crushes her wings, casting her down from the pinnacle of holy light into a hell of his own making.

‘Eleanor. Now you will weep beside me until the day you die.’