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"When will you stop hunting your fellow beings? "Your mind has been poisoned, you are being fed lies, you have been bred to despise us, you know nothing about us, and you are all born as warriors to hunt us. We do bleed the same blood you shed.When are you going to wake up and realize that we are bleeding and dying while telling you that we won't use our power against you? and stop... stumbling... through the dark!"

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" ah, you commoner! My beloved people, you were made for battle, you were made to be warriors, and you were made to stand up for and save the weakest among us! We have been eradicating Alakijon the beast's tribe for thousands of years. They steal from and kill our people, using our blood to prolong their immortal souls and destroy our land. They are beasts; they killed our Mighty king and set us on fire. Our people are dying of retaliation. Wake up, people. "Prince Rogba said

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After the enchanting and lingering kiss, Prince Rogba leaned back slightly, their lips barely grazing. The steamy puffs of their breaths intertwined as her intoxicated eyes slowly opened. But before his radiant face could come into focus in her hazy vision, his tongue found its way back into her mouth. Another deep, impassioned kiss followed, raw and electrifying. He continued to explore, savor, and caress the depths of her mouth, as if he couldn't quench his thirst for her.

As he indulged in her lips, Arẹwa was overwhelmed by an indescribable pleasure, a sensation that threatened to consume her senses. A warmth, both fiery and sweet, started to swell within her breast, stomach, and between her thighs.

A gentle moan escaped her lips, and her trembling hands moved instinctively, resting delicately against his bare chest. A contented rumble emanated from Rogba's throat, and suddenly his mouth was on her jawline. He kissed and nibbled along her jaw, gradually tracing down the curve of her neck, tasting her as though she were something celestial. The pleasure was so intense that Arẹwa could only writhe in response.

The exquisite and fiery sensation coursing down her bosom intensified suddenly. When he sucked on the sensitive skin of her neck with fervor, she shivered, feeling as though electric currents were coursing through her entire body. Prince Rogba, unable to hold back any longer, slowly removed her dress, leaving her half-naked as they sank onto the bed.

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" come here.. come here... towards me Ida's clan heiress, your body is weak I didn't think you could complete this mission... look towards the darkness.. it's a spirit realms..go go in..." she said commanding
" no! no!! no!!! some one help!!!." Arẹwa call for helps

Fractured Alliances: Betrayal and Love  in the Shadows of War

"If you look for the bad in people expecting to find it, you surely will." - Abraham Lincoln


Amidst his preparations for the grand feast, the fifth prince's attention was abruptly seized by an unfamiliar presence. Swiftly, his hand found the hilt of his sword. "Who are you?" he demanded, his tone laced with caution.


"I am the one, my prince," his personal bodyguard emerged from the shadows, instantly allaying the prince's suspicion.


"So soon returned?" the prince remarked, adjusting his cap with some difficulty. The bodyguard stepped forward to offer assistance.


"I bring news about Sewa," the bodyguard divulged.


"Speak," the fifth prince commanded, as he arranged his royal coral beads.


"Sewa had a twin sister who passed away during their youth. Her parents served as the royal physicians of Archduke Modede. Three years ago, during the month of masquerade, she became pregnant, inviting disgrace upon her family and the townswomen. Her parents were stripped of their positions in the royal palace and ostracized due to her alleged unfaithfulness. Despite this, her parents remained loyal. Her father fell into debt, a pawn of the king's right hand, and ultimately perished in servitude. Seeking refuge from tormentors, Sewa left the town for the city. Recently, she managed to liberate her mother from servitude, a position her mother had assumed after her father's death. Sewa's past is marked by hardship. My prince, my heart goes out to her."


"Hmm... Tell me more about her twin sister," the fifth prince redirected, his melancholy palpable.


"My prince, you once shared your youth with Sewa and her twin sister. You left the town before the month of masquerade. Is it conceivable that the child... is yours?" the bodyguard delicately inquired.


"She is mine," the fifth prince affirmed, sorrow weighing his voice. "I have brought her suffering."


At that moment, the third princess, an inadvertent eavesdropper, interjected, "What troubles you? Your countenance is heavy."


"Where is your sister?" the prince asked.


"She's with big brother," the princess replied.


"Show respect. you are not a child," the fifth prince admonished.


"I concur. I'll soon be an aunt," she replied, her smile infectious.


"What do you mean?" the prince pressed.


"You seem unconcerned. Or are you?" she teased. "Rest assured, I won't expose you to elder brother and mother... unless you desire trouble."


Annoyed, the fifth prince departed abruptly, grumbling. "He already has a child hidden away," she stated, smirking.


"It's true," one of the maids confirmed.


"The elder prince forfeiting his birthright?" another maid questioned.


"How peculiar," a newly arrived maid mused.


"I heard he's captivated by the heiress of the Ida clan. He chose to relinquish his birthright to be with her," one of them speculated, the conjecture circulating among them.


chapter 24 He has a daughter keeping?