作者的废话：
Hi, everyone, so this is an outline for my upcoming long series of "Flowers and Blood."　Don't worry, this doesn't contain much spoilers, just a sneak peak into the main characters and the plot. I welcome any suggestion on making my work better. Whether it be twiking the circumstances or ideas for possible romance (hmmmm). The series is going to be graphic and will contain sexual scenes. You have been warned:>

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前言在9楼

Set in medieval period, a time of darkness and romance. Where poverty and death trashes through the streets, claiming people's lives; where love and kindness sparks up a fire and melts hearts made of ice. The twsitsed and winding love story of a young lordling who was as every bit as twisted and dark as they get, possesive in nature, falls in love with a dark haired peasant boy with summer eyes and a heart of gold. How will this story end? Well, happy endings only appear in fairy tales, not in real life. Or do they?

人物介绍在11楼

片段故事在14楼

“My lord?” He asked. After a slight pause of hesitation, he emerged from the shadows and moved quietly towards the little lord. He stopped abruptly, just near enough to reach out and touch the sleeping boy. For some time, he simply stood there gazing down at him,mesmerized by what he is seeing.

Under the candle light, the boy’s face looked peaceful. A few strands of golden hair curled softly on his forehead. The boy exudes innocence, his cheeks has a faint pink glow and his mouth is as pink and delicate as the freshly bloomed roses in spring. His chest rises and falls periodically with each breath he takes.

A cold gust of wind blew through the windows and the boy’s long thick eyelashes quivered slightly.The man gave a quick shudder, it was not because of the cold but because of something else. Immediately as the thought came to mind, he shoved it out to the back of his head. All of a sudden, as if emerging from a trance, he turned on his heels and walked quickly towards the open windows.

As he closed the window and made sure the hatch is fastened enough, he thought to himself rather grimly: " After being forced to serve this brat for some time, I must admit, the boy does possess a weird compelling beauty."

With a firmer conviction, the man left swiftly and quietly. After the gentle "click" of the door being shut, the boy opens his eyes, he stared into the direction where the man had left intently, his eyes a cold and pericing blue.

A twisted smile crept up the corner of his mouth. " This man is...unusual, I wonder how he will look like on his knees begging in front of me. With that thought, the boy smiled ever so sweetly.

All his life, he hated everyone, his uncle, his servants, even his own parents for leaving him. He finds no purpose in living day by day. But now, he has a purpose. He is going to make this man beg and cry out his name, he is going to own him. And, as the boy stifled a yawn, he always gets what he wants.

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