Well, I should be updating my other story, but I'm inspired. Entwined is a freaking fabulous awesome amazingness book, and it is deprived of fanfics, so here I go. This is a KeeperXAzalea, or an Azalper/Kalea fic, so deal with it. In the book, I honestly thought that this was going to be cannon, but NOOO. Don't get me wrong, you can't hate Lord Bradford, but Jesus Christ the 2 of them together is so 1 dimensional for me. But put her with Keeper, and the possible layers and twists in their relationship is limitless! I LOVE IT. This is only a prologue to the story, which has some major AU in it.
Shout out to my lovely named Caleigh, love you gurla!
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Azalea… she's quite beautiful. Not as beautiful as her younger sister Clover, but still a beauty in her own respect. Clover is too quiet and blonde for my taste though. She's almost 'too innocent'. Azalea however, is demure while still having a strong will. That will have to go though. But the fun comes in breaking her.
All of them, all 12 of them are like paper. Easily bended, folded, lost, forgotten, and ripped to shreds. It'll be easy, stealing her away from her land of the living. All I must do is just hold her hostage, scare her sisters into finding the object tying me to the pavilion, and then erase their memories and kill the blasted king. And if that lowly Wentworth scum somehow intervenes, all I must to is steal Azalea's soul. Then in trade for Azalea's freedom, he'll sacrifice himself. My blood oath shall be fulfilled, their memories shall be wiped, and depending on how much the Princess Royale cooperates, she might just end up my queen. Maybe.
Most likely I'll just kill all of them. What's the point in having 12 chances of failure in my way? Yes, I shall kill them. They simply aren't worth it. Not even the lovely Azalea.
I can still taste the blood of my love. The warm, coppery, sad taste running down my throat. It shall not be in vain, I know it. I can taste it.
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