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The Bloody Sacred Prison
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The Saintess' Savage Puppet The Bloody Sacred Prison
Elenor hung suspended in the center of the deepest subterranean chamber beneath the Grand Temple. Both of her wrists were gripped by sacred metal shackles chained to the stone ceiling, forcing her arms to stretch straight upward until the tips of her toes barely brushed the floor.Every time she attempted to rest her body weight on her exhausted legs, the iron spikes in the wall groaned, pulling the chains higher and tearing at her shoulder joints."You have allowed yourself to be defiled, Saintess," a raspy voice echoed from the darkness of the corridor.The Pope stepped inside. His pristine white robes would soon be stained. Behind him, two high-ranking priests carried trays filled with ritual implements, which naturally included a new whip tipped with obsidian thorns."Were you happy out there?"Elenor did not answer. Her head hung limply in resignation, her usually beautiful brown hair now matted with sweat and dried blood."How many times did that demon touch you?" The Pope drew c
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A gentle breeze blew, scattering the scent of wild blossoms growing along the cliffside. Those crimson eyes gazed deeply into Elenor’s.Both of their hearts raced, yet there was no anxiety to be found. Only a rare clarity, like the surface of a lake before a storm."Yes, Killian. For the first time, I know exactly what I want. I—"Elenor’s sentence was cut short. The tranquility shattered in an instant.The tolling of bells from the center of Solstheim village suddenly echoed, heavy and rhythmic, like the pounding heart of a giant screaming a warning of danger. The mist of the Black Forest, usually still, was violently parted by a blinding flash of silver light. Among the trees, the willow branches that had been lost in thought just moments ago now trem
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Days in Solstheim passed both in a blur and at a crawl. That morning, Elenor woke without the familiar dread that usually heralded the start of her day. There was no tolling bell forcing her into purification rituals, nor the lingering echo of the Pope’s lashes in a cold, silent room.Elenor made her way downstairs, finding Killian standing by the hearth, staring into the dancing flames. A strange sensation fluttered in her chest. Somewhere along the way, she had grown accustomed to seeking him out first—the very man she once cursed."You’re awake later than usual," Killian said, breaking the silence. He turned, his gaze warmer than the morning sun."I have no reason to wake any sooner," Elenor replied softly. She stepped closer, inhaling the steam from the warm soup on the table. "Did you prepare this?""I did. The villagers provided the vegetables. Perhaps they intend to bribe me so I won’t wreak havoc on their village. Not that I had any such intention.""They seem terrified o
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The carriage swayed gently, but Killian wouldn’t let Elenor sit across from him. He pulled her onto his lap, caging her in a tight embrace as if trying to merge their two bodies into one."You’re trembling," Killian whispered. His fingers, once cold, felt warmer now after consuming her holy blood. He tucked a strand of her brown hair behind her ear, revealing a neck that was smooth and unblemished once more."A little bit cold here," Elenor lied, leaning her forehead against his shoulder. "And maybe ... a little bit afraid.""Afraid of me?"Elenor lifted her gaze, meeting the crimson eyes glowing in the dim light. "Afraid that this is only a dream. Afraid that tomorrow I’ll wake up in that dungeon, waiting to be lashed until I pass out."Killian’s gaze darkened. He hated hearing that fear. With a gentle motion, the black-haired man took Elenor’s hand. "As long as you are with me, not a single human will lay a finger on you. I will break the hands of anyone who tries.""Killian
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The morning sun crept through the gaps in the curtains, gently stroking the Saintess’s skin. But the first thing she felt was a lingering chill against her back. Killian had remained at her side instead of vanishing with the dawn. He pressed a soft kiss to her lips before pulling her back into a tight embrace."You’re awake so early," he murmured, inhaling the scent of the woman beside him."I usually wake before the sun. But there are some times left before morning prayer.""Then let’s continue what we started last night."The vampire moved over her, pinning Elenor down before she was even fully conscious. He began to kiss her with a ravenous hunger. His fingers wandered beneath the thin silk of her nightgown without hesitation."Saintess? It's time to prepare," a nun’s voice called from the other side of the door. "The door is locked. We were worried something had happened to you.""Cancel all of today’s activities," Elenor commanded. "I shall remain in my chambers in prayer
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The Hera Empire—a land where humans and blood-drinkers supposedly coexisted in peace. At least, that was the facade presented to the world. Thanks to those gifted with holy power. The physically superior vampires remained subservient, refraining from indiscriminate slaughter. However, today, that peace was nowhere to be found.Elenor bolted upright, her body drenched in a cold sweat. A nightmare had just clawed through her sleep. A vision of a girl running through a burning field, screaming the name of the man who had pinned her down the night before."Killian, run!"The voice wasn't hers, yet her throat ached as if she were the one who had just shrieked in hysteria."That dream again," Elenor whispered, her fingers clutching the silk sheets until her knuckles turned white.It was too visceral to be a coincidence. Every time Killian appeared, Lily followed in her sleep. That shadow from the past was like a parasite, filling her head with a sequence of events she had never lived,
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