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Beautiful Little Prince
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2026-04-16 18:58:28
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Chapter 7Their gazes met across the vast hall, and Caelum felt the world narrow to that single point of connection. The vampire's lips curved in the barest suggestion of a smile, cold and predatory and promising. Caelum stared back with all the hatred he could summon, letting it burn in his green eyes like emerald fire."Well, well," the vampire said, his cultured voice carrying easily across the distance. "What fire burns in this one."The vampire's tongue darted out, just the tip, to wet his lower lip. The gesture was brief and unconscious, but Caelum saw it. Saw the way those silver eyes darkened, pupils dilating slightly as they traced the line of his throat, the curve of his jaw."Commander Drayke," Queen Ysoria's voice cut through the tension like a blade. "How good of you to join us."Monster. The word rang through Caelum's mind, but it carried less conviction than it should have.…Several months earlier...General Velis Drayke stood cloaked in the shadows of Ashan's Great Ca
Godless Prince Queen Ysoria
“Go to hell.”The assembled guards froze, not daring to breathe. Everyone knew Velis's reputation—his preference for slowly dismembering enemies, for making them watch as he tore out their throats with his bare hands.But instead of rage, Velis stared at the blood coating his palm and began to laugh. Low and rich and utterly delighted."Magnificent," he said, his voice slightly nasal from the broken nose but no less dangerous. His silver eyes fixed on Caelum with something between admiration and promise. "Absolutely magnificent."He straightened slowly, making no attempt to heal the damage or wipe away the blood. If anything, he seemed to relish it."You'll come to me willingly, Prince Caelum Salutregui," he said, each word precise despite his injuries. "You'll kneel at my feet and beg me to accept your submission. And when that day comes—and it will come—I'll remind you of this moment."His smile was sharp enough to cut glass. "Guards. Return our guest to his quarters. He needs time
Godless Prince "Just me."
Chapter 5Seras saluted with mechanical precision. "Yes, sir. Shall I prepare the interrogation chamber?""The reception hall."Another hesitation. "Sir?""You heard me."After she left, Velis moved to the window and studied the courtyard below. The first three wagons had already disgorged their human cargo—young men and women stumbling in the sunlight, iron shackles glinting against pale skin. They moved with the mechanical shuffle of people who had accepted their fate. Broken. Compliant. Useful.The fourth wagon remained sealed.He could see Federation guards clustered around it, speaking in hushed tones with his gate sentries. One of them—a man whose face looked like raw meat—kept gesturing toward the wagon and shaking his head. Whatever was inside had them spooked.Fifteen minutes later, they brought Caelum Salutregui into his office.Velis had executed men for breathing too loudly in his presence. He'd flayed the skin from Federation spies who'd tried to infiltrate his command st
Godless Prince Velis Drayke
The voice from within was cultured, controlled, and absolutely without warmth. A voice that had given orders for executions and inquired about the weather with the same dispassionate tone.The doors swung open, and Caelum found himself thrust into a circular chamber dominated by a single window that offered a view of the execution yards below. Maps covered every wall, marked with colored pins and trajectory lines and what looked like supply calculations. This was a war room disguised as an office, or perhaps the reverse.And behind the desk, reviewing what appeared to be tribute manifests with the same attention other men might give to wine lists, sat Commander Velis Drayke.Caelum had memorized that face from intelligence briefings, studied it until he could have drawn it from memory. High cheekbones sharp enough to cut glass. Dark hair pulled back with military precision. Eyes the color of winter storms, cold and grey and utterly pitiless. But the reports hadn't captured the way
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CaelumThe iron shackles had worn grooves into Caelum's wrists by the third day.He studied the raw flesh with detached curiosity, watching droplets of blood well up and trace down his forearms before disappearing into the coarse hemp of his binding ropes. The wagon lurched over another stone, and the manacles bit deeper. Good. Pain kept him sharp.Around him, nine other offerings swayed with the wagon's rhythm like wheat in a death wind. The merchant's daughter from Millhaven had stopped weeping sometime during the second night, though her shoulders still shook with silent sobs. The blacksmith's son clutched a wooden cross until his knuckles had gone bone-white. Two farm girls held each other and whispered prayers to gods who had already abandoned them.Caelum felt nothing for their terror. Terror was luxury he couldn't afford.The lead guard—a man whose face looked like it had been carved from week-old meat—spat tobacco juice through the wagon's bars. "Quiet back there. We're cros
Godless Prince "Send the Prince to them."
Chapter 2"You will." She reached across the desk and plucked the cup from his nerveless fingers before it could shatter on the floor. "The treaty requires tribute, Caelum. Young. Beautiful. Noble. You satisfy all requirements admirably.""You poisoned me." The words fell from his lips like stones into a still pond."I liberated you," she corrected, rising with fluid grace that seemed to mock his growing paralysis. She produced a small vial from her sleeve—empty now but bearing traces of white powder around the rim. "From the weakness that would destroy everything we've built."His body was betraying him. First his hands, growing numb and unresponsive. Then his legs, muscles turning to water beneath him. But his mind remained crystal clear, cataloguing every detail with the precision his tutors had drilled into him.The way his mother's hands remained steady as she cleaned up the tea service.The fact that she wouldn't meet his eyes as consciousness began to slip away.The cruel calcu
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