Enemies to Lovers. 𝗔𝗘𝗠𝗢𝗡𝗗 𝗧𝗔𝗥𝗚𝗔𝗥𝗬𝗘𝗡 𝗙𝗔𝗡𝗙𝗜𝗖𝗧𝗜𝗢𝗡 ...and she wondered, did they go from lovers to enemies or from enemies to lovers?
"𝗜𝗳 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗞𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝘄𝗶𝗹𝗹 𝗻𝗼𝘁 𝘀𝗲𝗲𝗸 𝗷𝘂𝘀𝘁𝗶𝗰𝗲, 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗤𝘂𝗲𝗲𝗻 𝘄𝗶𝗹𝗹."
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"A blot on the family history," his grandfather had called him. "It is the sign of the gods that the boy will bring bad luck."
His mother had died in childbirth that night.
"That's proof enough," they had said. "Kill the boy before he kills you."
But his father decided against it. Kill a defenseless, innocent boy because he looked different than other men? His father had always valued justice and honor. He had made the decision to accept him as his son and to ignore the evil words directed against his youngest son.
A mistake that would be his undoing more than twenty years later.
Larys had never developed anything like loyalty, sympathy or empathy. He had hated his fate of always being in the shadow of his older, more perfect brother, who not only had people's respect but also their love. He, on the other hand, was a deformity, a joke of the gods, and would never be anything other than the crippled son of Lord Lyonel Strong.
His father had accepted him. But he didn't love him. Instead, he gave all his love to his older brother Harwin, who never followed the rules, constantly sought danger and ultimately indulged in a dangerous and dishonorable affair with the heir to the realm.
Larys would never have the chance to be on the same level as his brother. He would not inherit lands or a useful title, so he decided to gain power in other ways.
Knowledge. Knowledge was power.
He was good at letting people hear what they wanted, which loosened their tongues. At first it was useless information, but over time he developed a knack for asking the right questions to the right people.
