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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

THE BEAST PEOPLE: Betrayal and Love  in the Shadows of War

"Our general is missing!" The atmosphere in the royal palace shifted, tension gripping the room as Prince Rogba delivered the unsettling news.

"He might be held captive by neighboring kingdoms supporting Jaguda invaders for an exchange. We'll go after them, claim their land, and save our general. They have provoked our wrath without backup. Now, the kingdoms that didn't support us have no choice but to submit. If they resist, we'll declare war. Our land is expanding, and we will soon become an empire. I am not greedy, but we must protect ourselves before the Oyo empire declares war on us," he declared with unwavering determination.

"Son, claiming the lands of those who didn't support us is dangerous. We won't unless they submit willingly. We must not have foolish agreements, only wise ones. I support you, but we won't declare war if they don't," the king cautioned, and the council accepted, while the king's special subjects remained.

"This empire is dangerous, but it has protected us from afar. The field marshal of the empire is an old friend, and my son is an influential businessman with connections to the king. As the king, the special subjects and council, fear nothing. Go back to your people, spread good news, and boost their morale," the king proclaimed, and the subjects and council concurred.

"Your majesty, my prince," the head of Ida's clan greeted the king, removing his cap as a sign of respect. "I accept everything and offer full support, but I dare not question. This kingdom has lost many resources and men. How can we be sure we'll win against the rebellious kingdoms?" he inquired, prompting others to stand up and demand answers.

"We will win!" the prince asserted confidently. "Leave everything to me. I hope you'll trust me," he requested, and a collective acceptance echoed among the gathered subjects.

The kingdom now stood at a critical juncture, the decisions made in this moment shaping the destiny of its people. As they prepared to face the challenges ahead, the air was thick with a mix of apprehension and determination.

Chapter 72:Whispers of Betrayal: Shifting Tides in the Kingdom"**