Kriss was the strategist of their upcoming war, explaining their formation to everyone. All the leaders of the army were present at the garrison building, knowing it’s a difficult time but they have to pull through it.Kriss Emette, War Strategist.Persephone Sage, The Army General.Randall Quint, First Unit Leader.Zen Parez, Second Unit Leader.Alaya Miller, Third Unit Leader. Getting a pretty rough idea where their battle might take place as he was discussing it with the rest of the members. “Aziel’s army is divided into four parts. The Army Units- our main unit under Persephone’s orders. Imperial Guards- Royalty under Vera’s orders.” He began to say, pointing at the map of his country. “Security- For Barriers and internal peace. We have lost forty percent of our unit in the riot along with Elders who maintained the borders. Our security is in grave danger.” He sighed at the unfavorable condition they are going through, the phase which might become a call upon their demise

“And what will you do if I do the same thing that happened to me?” He asked, straightening his back with a sinister smirk coming to his thick lips. “What?” She trailed off, not getting the context of his words. “What if I exile you? Make the country for whom you can die to ravage your life and throw you away?” He asked, approaching her slowly. “What if I fake a scenario and make you seem as if you are working for me and then..” He paused. “Get you banished?” He completed his sentence in a low laugh. The menace emanating from him made her heart race in dread because she knew she wouldn’t be able to save herself if it happened. “No.. you wouldn’t dare, Zadicus.” She whispered, eyebrows twisting together into disgust. “Why not? Let’s share the same doom.” He shrugged, standing in front of her. “Let’s experience the same things. Feel what I felt.” His smirk converted into a wicked smile, leading down to her ears. And he whispered seductively in her ears, “Feel my hatred.” She sh

At night, Persephone lost her mind. The confrontation with Zadicus left a deep impact on her mind.She couldn’t think anymore, his words echoing in her mind, hurting her badly.“Dammit!” Her slurry tone came.She was drinking constantly.Empty bottle broken in the side, she was sitting on the balustrade with a scowl lingering over her face.“Fucking criminal, thinking I will be swayed.” Muttering, she took another sip.She was drunk enough to forget everything yet in this state he entered her mind and stirred it drastically. “Rare to see you drinking.” Kriss' voice came from behind, smirking widely at her mien.But she was not in the mood to talk, her heart was already sinking into sorrow and anything will enhance her pain.“Shut up!” She yelled, slamming the bottle down, glaring up at him.Arching a brow in amusement, he was indulging in this state of hers. `“You are talking to your Prince, Lady Persephone.” He whispered, moving closer to her ears, whispering temptingly.But she s

The next morning, Persephone’s groans echoed in the room and all higher ups gave her a weird look but she continued to hit her head on the table.“You shouldn’t drink.” Randall signed, walking away with his breakfast.“True, your alcohol tolerance is pathetic.” Vera nodded, sitting beside her.“Argh, My head.” She groaned, rubbing her temples, remembering nothing from last night.Only blurred images she had no interest in recalling- must be a random fight or whatsoever in her mind.“Dammit.” She cursed, slamming her hand down on the table. Hissing in the throbbing pain of constant drinking.“What happened?” Vera asked, taking a bite of her food calmly. She glanced at her from the corner of her eyes, amused by her whining, making everyone else’s morning worthwhile.“I got drunk last night.” She muttered, frowning, turning her face to her.“Obviously.” She hummed.“You shouldn’t drink. Especially at night.” Her posture was stern, collected and nonchalantly. “Who knows one day news com

Avin sighed, he didn’t know how to react because he was right after all. “Leave this. His mouth is unfiltered.” Ruth chuckled nervously as everyone left, leaving them alone. “So, who is My Liege going to hunt this time?” She asked, turning her head to him, smiling softly. “Jade Walters.” He replied coldly. “Isn’t she the rat running around here?” She asked, arching her brow in confusion but he nodded. “Yeah. She will be number seven.” To say she was shocked to know would be an understatement. “Why her? She doesn’t even deserve this position.” She argued, displeased to know they will give an unworthy person a high position. “We need to beckon her if we want her to join us.” He replied with a feeble smirk. “Why do we need her in the first place?” Ruth asked, not apprehending the reasoning for this effort. “She knows the way to Ash Zay.” He replied. “Ash Zay? The forest which makes you see illusions of what you fear the most?” She asked in astonishment, not expecting her to know