The voice mingling with the wind successfully stunned the man filled with secret schemes and halted the man on the wall in his tracks, his face turning pale, the kind of pale with no blood, as an expression of grief appeared in his pupils.
Mason Nightshade, let's get married.
This sentence echoed in his ears, each word felt like it was piercing into his heart... Alaric Wood shut his eyes tightly, his mind was in agony, overlapping images flashed through his brain like a movie!
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In the cool and damp cage, a cold air permeated. A small boy's body was curled up in a corner.
He had forgotten how long he'd been locked up here.
He was an abandoned orphan, not knowing who his parents were, muddling through life picking food from trash bins and begging, until one day, a group of people caught him and put him here.
From then on, he felt there was something more terrifying than abandonment, hunger, and death.
