Broken Things [Western Fantasy]

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[Rugged, brooding knight top x cold, beautiful priest bottom]

Sweet romance | Western fantasy | Priest and knight | No angst at all

Five years later, Is rode his beloved black horse back onto his homeland's soil.

His role in leading the knights to unify the continent finally earned Is the position of commander of the royal knights. The emperor also arranged a marriage for him and rewarded him with land.

Yet on a rainy night, he went to the church's confessional to tell the priest everything. Having carried something broken within him from the very beginning, he had no way to express that forbidden feeling.

The priest on the other side of the confessional was Keslin.

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Is awoke to a strange sensation on his lips. When he opened his eyes, there was no one else there. That feeling just now must have been a feverish hallucination.

"Don't get married." But Is had heard those words, clear as day.

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"Don't speak, and don't struggle. Face your desires."

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