His chest glistened with water droplets dribbling down the glowing bronze skin. Resting, his strong muscular back against the rocks on the lake side, head lulled backwards, onyx eyes closed in utter salvation.
"Azarios" I stiffened, my eyes snapping to his in utter surprise as I heard the name leaving his plump lips.
His identity, the name which echoed throughout the dynasty making every living soul shudder.
Killer
Commander
Beast
He was the commander of Gladiators.
Azarios, the Gladiator of Ambrose.
"You will be the bride of mine."

Gladiator

CASAGON- Commander of Eastern deserts/ Lilith is his adopted sister


Empress Mother Daphne- Lilith's evil step grandmother


"Sir Casagon....this.." Casagon looked up at the devious full moon and felt raged tears trickling down his irises contrasting with emerald green. His Lilith was so unfortunate, born amidst war she had lived her entire life immersed in the shadows of evil and he was an incompetent person that could do nothing to help.


"Ca-sagon.." Dribbling down his cheeks, even the eyes of the great commander that has seen blood rives now cried in helplessness upon seeing Vzeus lying on his deathbed and uttering his last words.


"This one has let you down imperial uncle. This one deserves to die thousands of deaths."


CHAPTER 79