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Author: Andrea
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The old man remained prostrate, his forehead bleeding, at the foot of the throne’s steps, whilst Crown Prince Raphael stood beside him, breathless, his trembling finger pointing at Theodore.

Upon the nine-tiered golden throne, the old King’s eyes flashed coldly.

To be honest, the King had long yearned for a pretext to crush the Northern Region’s military might, which had grown far too powerful. The paranoia that had gnawed at his mind for years had now found the perfect opening.

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  • 104.

    “First they send rat assassins under the cover of night, and now they dare wave this trash before our gates?!” The collective rage of thirty thousand seasoned killers coalesced into a subterranean rumble that vibrated through the earth. A forest of black-steel spears tilted forward, marching toward the barricades in suffocating unison. The dawn mist instantly boiled with raw, suffocating bloodlust. “You wish to drag our young lord to an execution tribunal?!” a cavalry commander barked, spurring his warhorse directly against the iron barricade. “Then step over the thirty thousand corpses of the Cordova Legion first—if your imperial hide can stomach it!” “Slaughter them all!” tens of thousands of voices thundered together like crashing surf. “Impale this messenger's head on our pikes and send it to the palace gates as the Cordova clan’s answer!” “Y-you savage rebels!” Adam shrieked, his voice cracking as cold terror seized his knees. “This is an imperial mandate from His Imperia

  • 103.

    Kael thrashed with monstrous ferocity, like a trapped beast snapping its chains. The veins along his forearms bulged as he strained against the razor-wire net, but a heavy blow from an iron spear-shaft cracked violently across the base of his skull, shattering his vision into blinding sparks. “GRAAAH!” The ambush was too overwhelming, their coordination ruthlessly tight, leaving him zero ground to maneuver. CRACK! Both of his arms were wrenched ruthlessly behind his back. The burly captain was slammed face-first against the frigid stone pavers of the courtyard, a muffled roar of agony ripped from his lungs. His heavy blade was kicked aside, clattering uselessly across the stone. “Drag this mutt away!” Gerald roared from his litter, his eyes blazing with twisted satisfaction as he savored Kael’s battered, immobilized form. “Flog him, but keep him breathing! When the time comes, I will sever his head with my own hands to settle the score for my blood!” Deprived of even a s

  • 102.

    “That bastard of an Emperor has broken his promise,” Kael muttered through clenched teeth, his blood raging hot as his breath came in ragged, furious gasps. Kael could not fathom where that cowardly old tyrant had found such sudden audacity. Only one terrifying possibility sent an icy chill down his spine: the Emperor had successfully launched a covert strike and turned the tides! “That old mongrel has always relied on underhanded schemes to ensnare the Young Master; he’s doing it again!” Kael hissed venomously. The more he dwelled on the Emperor's insidious nature, the wilder his suspicions spiraled. “Did that old dog infiltrate shadow assassins into the camp? Has a fatal catastrophe befallen Young Master Theodore and Miss Serena? What in the hell is happening out there?!” Kael paced the courtyard, his anxiety boiling over. Given how venomous and petty the Emperor was, an ambush on the Northern encampment was well within his playbook. If Theodore and Serena were genuinely in

  • 101.

    “That bastard Emperor seems to have gone back on his word,” Kael muttered under his breath, his fury raging uncontrollably and his breathing turning ragged and hot. From where had that spineless tyrant drawn such sudden audacity? Only one absolute possibility came to mind, sending a cold shiver creeping up Kael’s spine: the Emperor must have successfully launched a covert strike to turn the tables! Kael’s dark suspicions ran wilder by the second. “Did the imperial shadow assassins manage to infiltrate the encampment? Has some lethal catastrophe befallen Theodore and Lady Serena?” Kael paced back and forth in sheer agitation. Considering how wretched and venomous the Emperor’s methods were, it was far from impossible that he had sent a clandestine strike straight into the Northern soldiers’ camp. If Theodore and Serena were truly maimed or incapacitated, the Northern Cavalry outside the walls would undoubtedly be plunged into fatal chaos. “Damn it all!” Kael cursed hoarsely, sto

  • 100.

    Lily stared at Gerald with furrowed brows, fighting to suppress the surge of disgust and anxiety churning in her chest.“Are you certain you want to do this, Gerald?” Lily asked, her voice strained. She forced a faint smile, yet deep down, she was utterly sickened by his arrogance.Only now did she realise how hopelessly delusional this man truly was!“Aren’t you afraid of the consequences of stirring up trouble at an hour like this? The capital is already on edge. If the Emperor discovers by morning that imperial troops have acted without court decrees, your clan’s standing could be in grave jeopardy once more!” she continued, unable to keep the sharp irritation from her tone.Hearing her warning, Gerald threw his head back and burst into wild laughter, a rotten, arrogant sneer stretching across his gaunt face.“Consequences?!” Gerald spat onto the floorboards with utter contempt.“Pah!”“What is there to fear from a dead dog like Theodore?! His body is already rotting away out there

  • 99.

    ‘Tch. What can anyone expect from a ruin like this?’ Nobility? How could a man without legs lead a war legion into battle or stride proudly beside her at a grand ducal gala? Lineage? Gerald’s bloodline had been severed clean to the root. Far from fathering a legitimate heir to inherit an imperial title, he would never touch a woman as a real man for the rest of his wretched life! Every time she imagined spending frigid nights in this bedchamber reeking of rotting wounds and bitter tinctures—forced to nurse a legless, impotent, and venomous cripple—horror crawled across Lily’s skin. The man she once found dazzling now seemed utterly pathetic, vile, and repulsive—no better than an earthworm that had lost its venom. A brutal contrast shattered Lily’s thoughts. The towering image of Theodore Cordova flashed through her mind like lightning. How Theodore stood tall and unyielding, with broad shoulders and a chest carved of solid granite. How that intoxicating, wild masculine scent h

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