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

[◇Empress mother Daphne- Lilith is her step granddaughter


◇Emperor Kyzm and Prince Ragel- Lilith's evil uncles/ Empress mother Daphne's sons


◇Princess Semeara- King Kyzm's and Consort Jeasen's daughter]


"That wrenched girl, this one dislikes even her presence in the palace. How dare an unworthy being as of her disobeyed the imperial rule. Prince Vzeus was a spineless coward yet how come his daughter does not even knows the meaning of obedience." When Empress mother Daphne said those unkempt words spluttering them like a shrew, the entire harem of concubines of King Kyzm along with Consort Jeasen felt unfathomable in their hearts.


CHAPTER 45