
Ian needs a hard slap of reality check, that damn blondie needs to get the fuck out of the picture and stop using that lil innocent boy, and that handsome majesty needs to grow his damn balls and tell Ian the fucking past. I swear each new chapter makes me want to shoot myself in frustration(╯°Д °)╯╧╧
SOLEITE WINKLER’S FACECARD WHEN HE SAID “THE KING OF ARCHAIA ISN'T THAT WEAK.” IS FOREVER ITCHED TO MY BRAIN