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137. An Attempt On His Life
Author: La Mariachi
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Meanwhile the next morning, as always, Asher stood by the wide window of his master bedroom—his morning ritual.

He cradled a cup of hot coffee in one hand, gazing out over the Blackmoor Estate. Mist curled over the distant hills, and the estate grounds stretched wide beneath the soft, grey light of early dawn. It was peaceful. Deceptively so.

His brows furrowed.

Last night’s dreams were still fresh—one good, one bad. Opposites. Contradictory. Yet both vivid enough to keep him tossing through the night. He wasn’t the kind of man to be disturbed by things that didn’t happen in the real world. Fiction didn’t shake him. But this? This dream clung to him like a shadow, dragging behind his eyes even now.

The coffee helped. Barely.

A knock came at the door.

Whoever it was didn’t wait for permission to enter. Asher didn’t flinch. He already knew—it was Morgana.

She stepped in, her head bowed slightly in greeting even though his back was still to her. Her voice was calm, measured.

“Hope you ha
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  • 137. An Attempt On His Life

    Meanwhile the next morning, as always, Asher stood by the wide window of his master bedroom—his morning ritual.He cradled a cup of hot coffee in one hand, gazing out over the Blackmoor Estate. Mist curled over the distant hills, and the estate grounds stretched wide beneath the soft, grey light of early dawn. It was peaceful. Deceptively so.His brows furrowed.Last night’s dreams were still fresh—one good, one bad. Opposites. Contradictory. Yet both vivid enough to keep him tossing through the night. He wasn’t the kind of man to be disturbed by things that didn’t happen in the real world. Fiction didn’t shake him. But this? This dream clung to him like a shadow, dragging behind his eyes even now.The coffee helped. Barely.A knock came at the door.Whoever it was didn’t wait for permission to enter. Asher didn’t flinch. He already knew—it was Morgana.She stepped in, her head bowed slightly in greeting even though his back was still to her. Her voice was calm, measured.“Hope you ha

  • 135. Strategic Players

    The courtyard had fallen into silence, chaotic moments fading into a charged stillness. Vaela had just finished speaking, his voice swallowed by the tension in the air. Vaela’s words still lingered like smoke, and then, from her quiet vantage point, Queen Ladin suddenly turned to look at Alexia as if a thought just struck her. A smuggish grin played across her lips. “Alexia,” she called, drawing out her name with a teasing lilt. “Can I ask you a question?” she added with a squishy, almost mischievous expression.Alexia recognized that look instantly. The Queen wasn’t being serious—something amusing had clearly come to her mind. She just wanted to tease. Alexia straightened and responded dutifully, “Yes, my lady.”Queen Ladin’s eyes gleamed with curiosity. “Let’s say, for instance… Since you said all military personnel would obey Asher no matter their rank or identity—as long as they are tied to the military, they must listen to him, correct?” She paused, then tilted her head and smil

  • 134. The Grandmaster Supreme!

    Now, amidst all this chaos, Queen Ladin was somewhere inside a secluded part of the courtyard, hidden from view. From within that private space, she watched the entire uproar unfold—every gesture, every reaction—like it was a live drama staged just for her.She burst into laughter, loud and unrestrained, like the chaos was nothing more than a comedy.“Did you see her face? Did you see the Crown Consort’s face?” she laughed again, directing her words at Vaela and Alexia, the two poised ladies behind her—her personal guardians. They stood like disciplined soldiers, but with Queen Ladin, their roles shifted: sometimes guardians, sometimes confidantes, depending on the moment.She laughed even harder.“Oh dear,” she chuckled, “I can’t believe I got to watch an epic show like this just while taking a simple walk.”It had started as just a stroll through the palace grounds. But then the ground trembled, and she’d seen the Crown Consort charge in with her battalion toward the outer court of

  • 133. No, Asher Owns Your Head!

    Now, at this point, the Ruler couldn’t just keep mute while watching everything going on. So, when the Crown Consort gave that command, his next move was to stop this strange battalion. He had no prior notice about the battalion that the Crown Consort dared to bring into the palace, and now it was time to act. He had been frozen in shock all this while. But the Crown Consort had gone overboard.Just when he was about to say something—perhaps to stop them—the head of the battalion and two other men already made swift movements. But the shocking part was, they didn’t do what he was expecting. He expected them to attack Asher as the crown consort had commanded.But instead, what they did was this: the head of the battalion and two other soldiers rushed forward and climbed the steps, straight toward where the Crown Consort was standing with Crown Prince Rian. They pointed their spears at the Crown Consort and the Crown Prince.The Crown Consort’s eyes widened in disbelief. Even Ryan—despi

  • 132. Bring Me His Head!

    At that moment, when everyone stood still in tense anticipation, waiting to see what Asher would do next, the heavy doors of the courtroom creaked open. The sound echoed through the vast hall like a crack of thunder, drawing all eyes toward the entrance.Two men stepped out—servants of the Crown Consort—and between them, barely conscious, slouched the Crown Prince, Rian.Gasps rippled through the courtyard. From a distance, with his head bowed and body limp, one could have easily mistaken him for dead. He looked broken, barely alive, supported only by the strength of the servants on either side of him.The Crown Consort’s eyes locked on the sight, and in an instant, she forgot about Asher, who had been standing near her just moments ago. Her face went pale, then twisted in sheer panic. Her feet moved before her mind could catch up.“My prince!” she cried, voice breaking with emotion as she rushed forward. “Oh, my dear prince!”Her heels clicked loudly against the floor as she climbed

  • 131. Audacious Mother And Son

    “Before you talk about teaching other people a lesson, you should be berated for skipping moral lessons when teaching your son, Your Highness,” Asher finally spoke, his voice tinged with sarcasm and irritation.Finally, Morgana was feeling her chest again as it soared with pride.The Crown Consort was done barking. It was time for the king of the jungle to tame the loud fool.The ruler’s lips pressed together. He was just going to watch and let Asher teach his unruly wife a lesson.“Wow,” the Crown Consort scoffed incredulously. “Look at that—the king's lapdog talking back to a royal consort. I wouldn’t believe a day like this would come.”“Lapdog?” Morgana couldn’t hold back, even though she didn’t have Asher’s permission to speak.The Crown Consort’s eyes narrowed at Morgana, who dared to speak to her.The ministers watched as the two women exchanged words. It was obvious that neither was ready to give in to the other.“People like you can only wish to be in the general’s position a

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