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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

Ajé Kingdom was renowned for its wealth and economic influence, establishing it as a pivotal trading hub among neighboring realms. In addition to their robust economic standing, they were known as devout Ajé worshippers, from whom the kingdom's name, 'Ajé,' is derived. Ajé is revered as the goddess of wealth and fortune, a significant deity across the continent, celebrated through a benevolent festival. their military prowess remained comparatively modest. However, they held strategic significance due to their proximity to Fadaka kingdom, especially amidst the impending invasion by the Jagud Invaders. Within the Ajé kingdom, the general, Prince Rogba, the Crown Prince, and some commanders were meticulously planning their course of action.

"We're incredibly close, and we can swiftly dispatch our army. It will take them just a few days without rest," a commander strategized.

"But we need intelligence on the enemy troops," the Crown Prince interjected. Prince Rogba concurred, emphasizing the necessity of information.

"Speak," the general ordered a spy they had captured.

"The enemy forces number five hundred thousand, aided by the Abogunrin kingdom," the spy divulged.

"Is there more?" Prince Rogba pressed, seeking comprehensive details.

"We require additional information," the Crown Prince instructed, prompting the spy to divulge further.

"Several kingdoms are supporting the invaders. Fadaka kingdom holds great political influence, military might, and economic power. It's no surprise many kingdoms covet its fall. We have only 8000 troops, and within Fadaka kingdom, only 150,000 soldiers remain. Prince Rogba may need to seek further alliances," the general explained, painting a grim picture. Prince Rogba felt a tinge of disappointment, hesitating to call upon additional alliances due to the inevitable demands they would impose after victory. The Crown Prince sensed his struggle and offered solace, understanding the weight of the decision.

"I know what you're going through." The crown prince said holding prince Rogba shoulder

" Can you help me send word to Prince Niyi at the Oyo Empire? He could aid us," Prince Rogba implored, seeking to garner more support.

"The Oyo Empire lies quite a distance away; it would take months for their armies to arrive here, if at all," the Crown Prince explained. Prince Rogba, determined, interrupted him, urging him to proceed.

"Please, just do it," Prince Rogba requested, and the Crown Prince promptly summoned a man and instructed him to deliver the crucial message before the man teleported away.

Meanwhile, back in Fadaka kingdom, at the north-west barracks, tension was palpable. The third prince, growing impatient, inquired about their waiting time, his frustration evident. A soldier rushed in, delivering urgent news—the invaders were launching an assault from the south. The general, though, saw through the ruse, recognizing the invaders' strategic deception.

"It's a trick. They know that if they attack from the south, they'll be defeated. The southern archduchess is a formidable opponent. This means they plan to attack tonight, attempting to catch us off guard. We need to set a trap," the general declared, rallying his men and plotting their next moves.

Chapter 61: "Tangled Webs of War"