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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

"We'll win!" The prince's confident declaration echoed through the hall. "Leave everything to me. I hope you'll trust me," he requested, and a collective acceptance resonated among the gathered subjects.

In another part of the palace, the second queen marched through the corridors, accompanied by her maid servant, her face etched with anger. She confronted the second princess with a pointed question, "Are you sure?"

"Very sure. With my own two eyes, I saw him," the princess affirmed. They reached an abandoned courtyard, and without hesitation, they moved towards a secluded area. A guard, noticing their approach, attempted to hide. The queen commanded, "Don't hide," and issued an order to break down a door.

"My queen, His Highness, Ma'am..." The guard stammered, caught between fear and confusion.

"Mom, come look at him. He was about to flee," the princess called out, and the queen, undeterred, confronted the fourth prince who stood half-naked, sweating, and attempting to escape.

"Hold him," she ordered the guard, her face radiating anger. As the guard secured the prince, the queen moved closer with an expression of intense displeasure.

"Don't move an inch," she warned him. The door to the room was forced open, revealing a naked lady inside.

"What is this?" the queen demanded an explanation.

"Mom, I h..." Before the fourth prince could explain, he was abruptly slapped by the queen.

"How dare you, son! You know how much I am fighting for a prominent position for you in the imperial court. Here you are, engaging in disgraceful behavior. Look at this thin, ugly thing standing here. I raised you because you refused to be trained. I thought you were on the battlefield, but instead, you are here in this abandoned courtyard, indulging yourself..." The queen cut off the prince's attempt to explain.

"I was on the battlefield, but I came home early to..." The prince's words were interrupted by another resounding slap.

"To do what? To commit adultery? Do you know you are married, and you are aware of our traditions? I didn't give birth to a shameless son like you," the queen scolded angrily. She left the scene immediately, and the prince, torn between embarrassment and anger, initially considered running after her. However, he abruptly changed his mind, ordering his guard to compensate the woman before running after his mother, hastily donning his robe as he sprinted through the palace corridors.

Chapter 73:Scandal Unveiled: A Prince's Fall from Grace"