Adrian Bloodson: Rise of the Dragon Knight Reborn

CHAPTER 3

Adrian watched as Ciara marched toward him under the blazing sun. Her face was twisted into a frown and her hands clenched into a fist.

Even when angry, Ciara's beautiful face was a wonder to behold. But her body wasn't so great. She had a flat chest with small shoulders.

Adrian's eyes roamed to her protruding stomach, the child she had used to cajole him. A thousand memories filled his mind, but that was in the past now.

Ciara quickly approached him and attempted to slap him, but Adrian caught her hand midair!

Ciara gasped in shock.

“How dare you lay your hand on me! Let me go!” Ciara yelled at Adrian and tried dragging her hand out of his grip, but he held on longer than a second

His eyes burned through her. Ciara could tell there was something different about Adrian, but she couldn't put her finger on it.

“Let go!” She forcefully dragged her hand out of his grip and lost her balance.

With a cry, Ciara fell on the sands

“Do you want to kill the baby? What the fuck has gotten into you?” She cursed at him as she stood up.

“ I never thought you'd stoop so low, Adrian. My father has been nothing but good to you. Even though you are a Nonmagical, he gave his blessing for us to be wed. And you dare beat him up!”

Ciara screamed at Adrian again.

“I will not forgive this easily, Adrian. I demand that you go before my father, fall on your knees and beg him for mercy!” She yelled.

Adrian just stood there, watching her throw the tantrums. Realizing she was embarrassing herself, Ciara crossed her arms.

“Don't you have anything to say for yourself?” She snapped at him.

A long silence followed before Adrian voiced out.

“I want a divorce,”

Ciara froze.

“W- what? What nonsense are you spilling? Have you lost your fucking mind?” She yelled at him.

“We shall head to the Judge's Quarters right now to finalize the divorce,” Adrian gently added.

Ciara threw her arms in the air. A cold sweat broke over body. Adrian asking for a divorce was not part of her plans!

“I'll pretend you didn't just say something so foolish. Come back home and we shall talk about this-”

“Do not pacify me! I know the baby is not mine! I know you don't love me. This marriage was your attempt to save yourself from embarrassment and you played me to do it. But now, I am done!”

Adrian's words sent a ripple of shock through Ciara's body. This was her most guarded secret. Only her family and the prince knew and neither of them would be stupid enough to reveal it.

How did Adrian know?

“Is this how low you stoop? False accusations? I will not take this lightly!” She tried to save her face. She didn't know how he found out but she couldn't let Adrian win!

“This is not up for a debate, Ciara. Either you agree to the divorce, or I shall tell the judges you cheated on me. I don't think Prince Henry will be happy about that,

Ciara’s knees weakened on the spot!

Did he know? Should she press on to know how much he knows?

Her eyes focused on the once timid man she called her husband. He was different. Like a completely different man entirely.

And something told her not to mess with him.

“Fine! I will grant your stupid divorce. But when the streets become cold and hunger sets in, do not expect me to take you back!” She snapped at him.

Adrian kept a pokerface.

“Meet me at the Judge's court by mid-day,” he stated casually and walked away.

By the time Adrian got to the courthouse, Ciara was already there, waiting, with a worried look on her face

“You still have the chance to stop this stupidity. This is my final act of mercy!” She said to him while they walked into the local office.

But Adrian did not reply to her. Ciara tried to hide her nervousness but she was losing the fight

In the seconds that followed, the divorce scroll was drafted, both parties signed on their corners of the scroll and the scroll was then torn into two, one handed to each of them.

And just like that, the marriage was over.

“You will regret this, Adrian. And when that time comes, you will beg me to take you back but I will not!” Those were Ciara's final words before she walked out of the courthouse.

She got inside her chariot and rode off.

Adrian stood there, freedom in his hand. It was time to set his sight on bigger things. His days of dealing with Ciara's nonsense were over.

But while the chariot rode through the streets, Ciara took out a little box from her purse. It gave off a faint yellow glow before she opened it.

“Leutenant Percival. It is me, Ciara,” she whispered into the box.

It took a moment before a ragged voice responded from within the box.

“Ciara. You sound as lovely as the first dawn. To what do I owe this pleasure?”

Ciara stared deep into space. Anger flooded her heart as her wounded pride flashed before her eyes.

Percival was a very ruthless lieutenant. Everyone in the district knew him. No one wanted to be in his bad book.

Ever.

“I wish to report an assault. And I have the culprit's name. His name is Adrian Bloodson!”

Ciara spilled with venom.

It took a minute before the same ragged voice responded again, this time, dread settling with the words

“Tell me everything…”