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

GENERAL CASAGON- GENERAL OF EASTERN DESERTS WHO ADOPTED LILITH AS HIS SISTER/ DISCIPLE


COUNT IZAR- LILITH'S GRANDFATHER/ PRINCESS LYRA'S FATHER


It's terrifying when kind people lose their compassion.


Tears had dried up and efforts were in vain, General Casagon had locked up Lilith inside their mansion so as to prevent her from going to Gaerin yet fate cannot be changed. While she was caged and crying piteously, her parents were in danger, moreover Prince Vzeus according to the information was hanged on the city gates so the more time she delayed, the more he was close to death.


Red-eyed vultures were making rounds in the ominous, grey sky waiting to scavenge the meat of a half-dead prey, that signified the moment Lilith had her mind consolidated and became ready to part from the lands of Eastern deserts that was her home for the past ten years in the darkness of the night.


CHAPTER 43