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Marked for Misery
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2026-01-02 18:09:45
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The King’s Broken Oath Graves, Ghosts, and Promises Unbroken
Morning didn’t feel different.But something had shifted.Lidia stood by the window, her fingers resting lightly against the curtain as she watched the driveway below. The gates opened slowly, guards moving in quiet coordination, their presence no longer unfamiliar—but not entirely welcome either.Behind her, Erika stretched lazily on the bed, Tony beside her, babbling softly as he played with the edge of a pillow.“You’ve been staring out there for ten minutes,” Erika said, her voice light but observant.Lidia didn’t turn.“I want to go out.”That got Erika’s attention.She sat up.“Out… out?” she asked, a smile already forming.Lidia nodded.Slow.Certain.It hadn’t been easy convincing Gennado.The moment she mentioned stepping outside, his expression had tightened, his eyes scanning her like he was measuring risk against something he wasn’t willing to lose again.“No guards?” he had asked.“No,” she had replied.That had ended quickly.Now—Two cars waited.One for her.One for th
The King’s Broken Oath The Distance Between Words
“I don’t have anything against you, sir.”Lidia’s voice came out calm.Too calm.Carefully measured, like every word had been tested before it was allowed to leave her mouth.“I should even thank you,” she continued, her gaze steady but distant, never quite settling into his. “If I hadn’t come to your house… I might never have crossed paths with Mr. Gennado.”A pause.Small.Controlled.“Even if it took time for the truth to come out… I’m still grateful.”Silence followed.Not empty—Heavy.Bruno didn’t move.Didn’t blink.His eyes stayed locked on her face, searching, dissecting, reading between every word she had just spoken.Because he knew that tone.Too well.Gratitude wrapped in distance.Politeness used as a shield.A voice that said thank you—But meant stay away.Something tightened in his chest.Slow.Painful.Each word she had spoken pressed deeper, like something sharp dragging across a place he didn’t know could bleed.He let out a quiet breath.Barely noticeable.Then—“
The King’s Broken Oath The Weight of What Was Done
The house had grown quieter over the week.Not empty—Just settled.Lidia moved through it more freely now, her steps less guarded, her eyes no longer scanning every corner like danger lived behind the walls. She had learned the rhythm of the place—the timing of footsteps, the tone of voices, the way the staff moved without intrusion.It wasn’t trust.But it was… something close to breathing again.That morning—It broke.The sound of the front door echoed faintly through the hall.Heavy.Certain.Not like the others.Lidia stilled mid-step.Tony shifted in her arms as her grip tightened instinctively, pulling him closer against her chest. Her body reacted before her mind could catch up, her pulse rising sharply.Something—Felt wrong.Then she heard it.A voice.Low.Controlled.Too familiar.Her breath hitched.Her fingers trembled slightly against the fabric wrapped around Tony.“No…” she whispered under her breath.Erika looked up immediately.“What—?”But Lidia didn’t answer.She
The King’s Broken Oath Half-Truths and Hidden Fires
The study held its breath.Not the kind of silence that comforted—The kind that waited.Gennado didn’t sit.He remained standing near the desk, one hand resting against the polished wood, the other hanging loosely by his side. His gaze never left Lidia, sharp and searching, as though peeling back layers she hadn’t spoken yet.“Did you recognize the men that took you?”The question came without warning.Direct.Heavy.Lidia’s fingers tightened slightly in her lap.She had known it would come.Still—It settled deep.She lifted her head.Met his eyes.Then—Nodded.Gennado’s jaw tightened.A muscle flickered beneath his skin.“Lorenzo’s men,” he said.Not a question.A conclusion.Already formed.Lidia didn’t argue.Didn’t correct.Because the truth—Sat too close to that line to deny.The air shifted.Darker.Gennado turned slightly, pacing once before stopping again.His mind moved quickly, connecting pieces, building something dangerous from fragments.“Who helped you escape?”Lidia
The King’s Broken Oath Truths That Refuse to Stay Buried
The knock came softly.Too soft.It still made them freeze.Lidia’s hand tightened around the edge of the bed, her breath catching before she could stop it. Erika’s eyes snapped toward the door, her body already tense, ready—though for what, she didn’t know.Another knock.Gentler this time.Patient.Not forceful.Lidia stood.Slowly.Every step toward the door measured, careful, her senses stretched thin. Her fingers hovered over the handle for a second before finally turning it.The door opened just a crack.A face appeared.A woman.The same servant from the night before.Smiling.Calm.Unthreatening.Lidia opened the door a little wider.Not fully.Never fully.“Please,” the woman said softly, her hands folded neatly in front of her. “Breakfast is ready. You’re invited downstairs.”Her tone carried no urgency.No pressure.Just… politeness.Lidia studied her.For a moment too long.Searching for something—A slip.A lie.Anything.But found none.“Thank you,” she replied finally.
The King’s Broken Oath A House of Promises and Doubt
The car moved through the night without urgency.No sirens.No escorts.Just the low hum of the engine cutting through the quiet streets.Inside—No one spoke.The silence didn’t feel empty.It felt crowded.Gennado sat in the front, his posture straight, his hands resting firmly as his eyes shifted between the road and the rearview mirror.Again.And again.And again.Each glance was quick.Careful.But searching.Every time—He found her.Or at least—He thought he did.Because most of what he saw was Erika.Her face.Her silhouette.The angle of her head as she sat close to Lidia.And every time it happened—Something twisted inside him.Old memories surfaced without permission.The past folding into the present in ways he wasn’t ready for.His grip tightened slightly.Because the last time he had seen that face—It had disappeared.Without warning.Without explanation.Taking something with it.Something he never got back.Now—She was here.Not entirely.Not truly.But close enou
The King’s Broken Oath The Night the Old Wolf Was Hunted
The warning reached Bruno at dawn.Not through his men.Not through his spies.Through his father.Gennado Deluca stood by the tall window of Bruno’s study, the early light casting silver across his iron-gray hair. He looked carved from stone, hands folded behind his back, eyes fixed on the city th
The King’s Broken Oath The Man Behind the Throne
Rosa walked through marble halls with Luca beside her, her chin lifted as though she had not arrived in worn shoes and borrowed courage.They were taken into a quiet sitting room.Gennado Deluca entered moments later, leaning lightly on his cane.He studied Rosa without speaking.“You asked for Lid
The King’s Broken Oath A Heart Under Siege
The next day broke with no mercy.Rome woke beneath gray skies, sirens still echoing from the night before, smoke rising from burned warehouses like ghosts that refused to rest. The newspapers screamed of war. The streets whispered Bruno Deluca’s name in fear and reverence.And inside the Deluca es
The King’s Broken Oath The Pain They Laughed At
Erika had not slept.The chair in the police station waiting area was hard and smelled of disinfectant, and every time the door opened her heart jumped—only to fall again when another stranger walked out instead of an officer calling her name.She rose and approached the desk for the fourth time th
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