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Author: Haga Krisztina
last update publish date: 2026-05-01 18:19:45

Eira

I dragged myself across the threshold of the prince's suite. Every single part of my body throbbed. Zade had shown no mercy on the training ground: my ribs ached, my knees were scraped, and the bandage on my forehead was soaked with sweat and dust. But the anger burned even more than the physical pain – the helpless rage I felt toward this man, who dragged me between hell and comfort as if I were just a pawn on his chessboard.

The room was empty. Zade was somewhere with his soldiers or his
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    EiraThe world throbbed. Every single heartbeat was a hammer blow to the left side of my face. A metallic, salty taste spread in my mouth, the taste of my own blood. The cold stone of the floor pressed against my face, but the heat of the embers radiating from the fireplace only made the throbbing more unbearable.Slowly, trembling, I opened my eyes. My vision was blurred; the room lay in ruins around me. And then I saw him.Zade knelt there a few steps away from me. He was not the man who had cooled my fever over the past few days. His hair was disheveled, and his eyes... those dark blue irises still vibrated with rage, but there was something else in them, too. Something that made my stomach tie into knots.As soon as he moved toward me, my body reacted involuntarily. I pressed my back against the wall and reflexively covered my face with my hands. My breath hitched, and the terror I had tried to bury for so many years pounded in my throat. The dark alleys, the depths of the cellars

  • Shadow Of Noctis: In The Cruel Prince’s Grasp   22. Chapter

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    ZadeThe air in the room was heavy, filled with the bitter scent of herbs and the sweet, suffocating stench of fever. I hadn't moved from her bedside for hours. My ceremonial armor, which I still wore, was soaked with sweat and Eira's blood, but I didn't care. The only thing that mattered was whether her chest was rising or not.Eira's face was as white as the pillow she lay on. Candlelight glinted in the beads of sweat on her forehead. Occasionally, she hissed in her sleep, her hands clutching the blanket convulsively, as if fighting some invisible enemy."No... don't touch me..." she whimpered softly, her voice breaking. "It's dark..."I clenched my jaw. Every single whisper of hers felt like a knife twisting inside me. I knew she wasn't talking about her current pain. She was wandering in her past, in that hell she had survived before fate threw her in my path. I took her hand—carefully, as if she were made of porcelain—and although her skin was burning with fever, her fingers were

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    EiraThe morning light broke ruthlessly through the window, illuminating every single speck of dust in the room. I woke up with every muscle in my body tense, the remnants of yesterday's panic still throbbing in my throat. As I turned to the side, I saw that Zade was already awake. He was sitting a

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    ZadeThe heavy oak door of my suite slammed shut with such force that the walls trembled. Rage boiled inside me, a dark, suffocating mass that Noctis only fueled in the depths of my mind. My dragon would have gladly gone back and roasted my brothers alive, and I... I would have gladly locked the do

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    EiraThe rest of the night passed restlessly. Although I lay in the same massive bed as Zade, the distance between us felt like miles. He lay motionless on his back, while I huddled on the edge, clutching the silk sheets. His touch from the ballroom still burned my skin, but by morning, the prince

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