In what was perhaps a cruel twist of fate, the maiden he was destined to spend the rest of his life with, was in love with another. They were in love.
And to make matters worse, it was the husband of his own ex-lover. A cruel twist of fate indeed.
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"Strings of red and strings of blue, interwoven oh so carefully..." Atropos let out a shriek, interrupting the prophecy at the sight that lay in her sister's hands. For a woman bound by the duty of spinning fates, it was surprising that she could be so careless, and whilst it usually wouldn't matter, the string that it had been woven with would be sure to seek retribution.
