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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

"The scouts has yet to arrive. We need to attack from behind here," Prince Rogba urged, his voice laced with determination.

"We can't risk an attack like that," voiced one of the commanders, expressing concern.

"We must act as the prince commands, no more delay," the general declared, emphasizing urgency. "Do you have a better plan?" another commander inquired, seeking reassurance.

"Yes, we will alter our strategies. We'll divide our armies into three. I'll lead the first army, attacking them from the rear. The second will flank them from behind, while Fadaka kingdom's armies engage them from the front. They'll have no choice but to fall back, and we will trap them. We need to lure them away from the kingdom, and then the third army will close in for the decisive victory. If it doesn't work, we'll proceed to Plan B," Prince Rogba explained, his face reflecting confidence in the strategy. They all nodded, agreeing to the plan.

"I'll lead the first army, alongside my trusted commander. You, Prince Rogba, will join me. Commander Ìgè will lead the third army with his men. Since our prince is joining us, Commander Jagun will lead with him," he further organized. The preparation for the battle intensified, hope for victory fueling their spirits.

Prince Rogba stood atop the tower, overseeing the kingdom. "Your messenger hasn't returned?" he inquired, turning to the Crown Prince.

"No, Tewon kingdom and Baokuta kingdom declined the alliance. Only Gbegi kingdom sent their approval; they will be joining me in the third attack," the Crown Prince informed.

"It seems Abogunrin kingdom is not the only one supporting the invaders," Prince Rogba deduced, concern clouding his expression.

"Yes, Fadaka kingdom is formidable, and their avarice drives other kingdoms to support this invasion. Once we triumph in battle, I propose that we join forces and occupy all kingdoms that did not heed the call for alliance," the Crown Prince suggested, emphasizing unity.

"No, my prince. I disagree. We shouldn't force our boat into stormy waters. Besides, in a fight between two mighty elephants, it's the grass that suffers the most. Let us focus on victory, and we can discuss the path ahead afterwards," Prince Rogba countered, articulating caution and concern.

"Let's set our sights on victory for now. We can plan for a better future once this battle is won," the Crown Prince concluded, placing a reassuring hand on Prince Rogba's shoulder before leaving the tower.

Chapter 62: "Strategems of Destiny