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"Tell me." Kai said, trying to remain calm. "Please Olivia." he begged her, placing his hands on her shoulders and gripping on her tightly, making her look at him. He looked pitiful, devastated at the thought he was going to lose him. She couldn't look away. Such a beautiful face framed with such sorrow, like the most depressing work of art he stood before her, the man with the golden crown begging to save a life, the one who never cared about anyone had faced the ultimate pain. The one of losing the man he loved. 

"We can try giving him your blood." Olivia announced. "The blood of a pureblood prince."

"No!" Xan exclaimed, interrupting them. "Absolutely not."