A new home, A new Love ( ch 2 part 3)

All was silent in the island country of Tarrien, off the coast of Britain. Their king,

Patrick Dylan, has passed away in his sleep. As he was young, he was spoiled and selfish,

only caring about the wealth of himself and his country. He would burn any city, attack any

country, kill anyone, for what he wanted.

But the one thing he couldn’t do that for, was a son.

He had at least 12 wives, all which had 5 or 6 daughters, two thirds of which have never

even seen there father. All of the girls were properly raised by there mothers, all were

nice, far, and beautiful. The kings eldest, Taylor Alisha, was more beautiful then any

princess in the world, so beautiful that the King went to her quarters, and took

advantage of her womanhood.

Threw that night, even though the king was about 60, his only son was conserved. Nine

months later, Lucifer was born. He was twice as selfish, rude, and mean as his father

was. He got what he wanted, when he wanted.

When his father died, Lucifer was only 10, yet he didn’t feel the bit of grief. He

learned a lot from his father, that was true, and his father loved his son more than

himself, but his son saw him as a road block, a distraction, an optical in his way of

becoming king.

After all, he was the one who killed him.

Now all he needed was a wife, A wife with royal blood in her veins, and he knew exactly

were to look.

America.

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