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Her Will, Their Fear

Author: Mayemura Special
last update Last Updated: 2025-05-30 14:01:22

The days bled into one another, indistinguishable in their cruelty. Arla-Rosa lay on the cold concrete floor of the warehouse, her body aching from the constant abuse, the beatings, the neglect. Her once radiant skin was marred by bruises and cuts. Her muscles felt raw from hours of being restrained in the same position, her body pressed to the ground with nothing but the throbbing of her pain to keep her company.

Her belly, big with the children that still grew inside her, ached with a different kind of strain. The hunger gnawed at her, her ribs were sore from lack of food, her throat was dry and parched from dehydration. It seemed that the warehouse had become both her prison and her grave, each day slipping further into the abyss of despair.

But even in the depths of that pain, there was a flicker of something else, something she could not name, but something that refused to be extinguished. She had not given up, not yet. The idea of surrender was alien to her now. The bond she had
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    Across the border in Country D, the private lounge of the Fleming House of Hope tower overlooked the glittering skyline of the capital city. The penthouse-level was soundproofed, pristine, and clinical, much like its owner.Duke Fleming leaned back in his leather chair, a half-read report in his hand and his eyes distant. The wind tousled the fine strands of his silver-blonde hair, and a vein pulsed at his temple. He had read through dozens of research journals and military medical reports over the last three weeks, but one name kept surfacing with increasing frequency.Arla-Rosa Hernandez. He had first heard of her from a delegation that returned from Country L. Their descriptions had seemed exaggerated at the time, some prodigy from a war-torn background who had healed twelve elite cases in under two months. But what really caught his attention were the before-and-after scans.Cases that top consultants had deemed irreversible were resolve

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    Seth Robinson stood outside her apartment, his fists clenched at his sides. He had rehearsed a hundred versions of this moment. Some where he brought flowers, some where he wore the humble smile of a man who had seen the error of his ways. But nothing had prepared him for the sight of two guards stationed outside her building, military guards, their uniforms stiff and their expressions cold.He had not even made it through the gate. “This is a civilian complex,” he argued, trying to keep his tone light. “I just want to speak with Arla-Rosa. I’m her....” “Turn around, Mr. Robinson,” one of the soldiers cut in, hand casually resting on the butt of his pistol. “Dr. Hernandez does not take unsolicited visits. She’s under protective watch. You may request an audience through official military channels.”“Official...” Seth nearly laughed, but it caught in his throat. “She’s a student. Not a soldier. Not a queen.” “She’s a national asset,” the second guard said

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    It had only been ten days, not a month, not even three weeks, when the first veteran walked unassisted through the military barracks’ central corridor.Colonel Duane Xander, once known as the “Iron Fist of the Eastern Front,” had been bedridden for over two years. A devastating spinal injury had left him partially paralyzed, in constant pain, and prone to violent spasms. No doctor, eastern or western, had been able to stabilize his nerves without risking further damage.Yet, here he was. Walking. Slow, deliberate steps, yes, but without a cane. Without pain.Gasps had erupted like gunfire across the corridor. Soldiers had paused mid-drill, medics froze in the middle of their charts. Even the stone-faced General Hanson, who had scoffed when Arla-Rosa first arrived, let out a stunned breath. “She… she did it?” the general had muttered. “She did,” whispered Commander Leighton. “In just ten days.”Inside the healing ward, Arla-Rosa washed he

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