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Chapter 8

The dark lord released his newly found grip on her ankle, his glare deepening into a scowl. “You will learn some fucking respect. Whether you like it or not, you are my prisoner and you will obey me as such.”

“I have respect!” Elika argued, her tone matching that of Darkous’ as she continued. “Just not for a monstrous asshole that ripped me away from my family and killed my brother!”

The dark lord snarled furiously, his bulky form looming over the princess in a threatening motion. Elika trembled, barely having time to react as her uncle lashed out. Darkous caught her completely off guard, his foot viciously crashing down on her ankle. The princess screamed in pain, anguished tears slipping free from her eyes. The force of the dark lord’s foot snapped her ankle bone clean in half, pain shooting through her leg. Elika squealed as the skin began to swell immediately, turning a deep purple. She curled into a tight ball on her

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