All Chapters of THE BASTARD SON OF THE VIKINGS : Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

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CHAPTER 51 - A THIEF STOLE FROM A THIEF

A THIEF STOLE FROM A THIEFDays passed.Lucia was nowhere to be found.Palermo breathed fear.Inside the palace, hunger began to defeat pride. Guards fainted where they stood. Some leaned against pillars, dizzy, eyes sunken, lips cracked. Still, Vanguard did not lift the punishment.“No food,” he said coldly. “Until she is found.”His cruelty hardened him. Hunger no longer moved him. Screams no longer annoyed him. Power had stripped him of patience and mercy alike.That morning, Vanguard had taken another loot.In the lower courtyard, men were gambling. Dice rolled. Coins clinked. Laughter rose.A man won five bags of gold.Before the cheer could finish, Vanguard stepped forward with armed guards at his back.“Congratulations,” Vanguard said pleasantly.The man froze.Vanguard bent, lifted the bags, and straightened. “Your luck ends here.”“My lord,” the man whispered, hands shaking. “I won it fairly.”Vanguard’s smile faded. “Fair is whatever I say it is.”The guards tightened their

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CHAPTER 52 - CELEBRATION, CHAOS AND DEADLY STRIKE

CELEBRATION, CHAOS AND DEADLY STRIKE Rumors did not arrive gently.They slammed into the camp like a war drum.Lucia’s son heard it from three mouths before he believed it.“Vanguard has a son.”“He conquered a city.”“Almost as large as Palermo.” “And he’s returning.”The words followed him into the tent, into his bones, into the silence that settled afterward.Lucia’s son sat alone on a low stool, elbows on his knees, hands clasped so tightly his knuckles had gone pale. The fire before him had burned down to embers, but he did not notice. His eyes were fixed on nothing.Enzo watched him for a long moment.“Say something,” Enzo said finally.Lucia’s son did not look up.Enzo stepped closer. “You’ve been through worse.”A sharp breath escaped Lucia’s son, almost a laugh, but it held no humor.“Have I?” he asked quietly.Enzo frowned. “This is just another rumor.”Lucia’s son shook his head slowly. “No. This one has weight.”He stood abruptly and began pacing, boots scraping the dir

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CHAPTER 53 - THE PLANNED KIDNAP

THE PLANNED KIDNAP The first scream came from the pantry at dawn. A kitchen boy ran through the corridor barefoot, slipping on the cold stone floor, his voice cracking as he shouted for help. Guards rushed past him, armor clattering, torches flaring to life as the doors were thrown open. Inside the pantry, bodies lay where hunger had driven them. One guard was slumped against a sack of grain, his mouth open as if he had tried to cry out. Another lay face down beside an overturned barrel, his fingers curled tightly around nothing. The shelves were bare. Not a single bag of flour remained. The smell of iron filled the air. By midday, more were found. Two guards lay at the king’s door, positioned carefully, their hands crossed over their chests as though placed there deliberately. No wounds were visible at first glance. Only when their heads were turned did the thin, dark line at their throats appear. They had been killed quietly. Elsewhere, beds were empty. Armor rested u

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CHAPTER 54 - THE KIDNAP OF VANGUARD

THE RUINED KIDNAP The night was a knife-edge. The moon hid behind clouds, leaving Palermo in a shadowed haze. Not a sound stirred beyond the faint whistle of wind through the alleyways. Lucia’s son pressed himself against the rough stone wall, his cloak damp with sweat, eyes scanning the palace ahead. Enzo crouched beside him, low as a shadow, his knuckles white on the hilt of his dagger. “All clear,” he whispered. “For now.” Lucia’s son nodded, his pulse hammering. “Remember. Precision. Silence. One wrong move, one sound… and it’s over before it begins.” The men shifted around them, flattened against pillars, statues, the faint outlines of carts and barrels serving as cover. Every movement was deliberate. Every breath calculated. A flicker of movement drew their eyes to the kitchen doorway. A maid appeared, a basket in her hands. She hummed softly, oblivious to the world beyond her chores. Lucia’s son tensed. He watched her step too quickly. Her elbow knocked against a sta

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CHAPTER 55 - THE FALL OF VANGUARD

THE FALL OF VANGUARD By dawn, Palermo was already shaking. The horns blew from the palace towers, low and furious, echoing through stone streets and narrow alleys. Guards stormed through the city, striking doors with the flats of their blades, shouting the same command over and over. “Everyone to the palace. Now.” People came because they had no choice. Mothers wrapped shawls around their children with trembling hands. Old men leaned on sticks, muttering prayers. Merchants abandoned stalls mid-sale. Soldiers marched with stiff backs and hollow eyes. Whispers traveled faster than feet. “Lucia has taken the palace.” “No, Vanguard still lives.” “They say blood is already on the floor.” Inside the great hall, the air was thick and heavy, like it had been soaked in iron overnight. Torchlight flickered along marble pillars, casting long shadows that looked like reaching hands. The floor had been washed, but the smell of blood still clung stubbornly to the stone. Lucia stood at

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CHAPTER 56 - PREPARATION OF WAR

PREPARATION OF WARLucia’s hands clenched into fists at her sides. Her mind raced. Vanguard had a son? How could she not have known? The thought struck her like a whip. “He never mentioned… never told anyone.”Her eyes flashed with a dangerous gleam. “The fool,” she spat, teeth clenched. “He must have hidden him. Planned this in secret. He didn’t want me…or anyone..to know. Soldiers… chariots… he’s coming for his father. And rumors… his men must already know. His father is… captured.”The messenger gulped. “Yes, Empress. He’s marching fast. He’s… he’s furious. They say he knows what you’ve done to Vanguard.”Lucia’s jaw tightened. Fury and calculation warred across her face. Her mind moved faster than the messenger’s breath. She took a step closer, voice low and deadly.“Get me Enzo. And gather the men. Now. Every able soldier, every trained fighter. We prepare, and we prepare before he reaches the walls. Do you understand me?”The messenger nodded frantically. “Yes, Empress! Righ

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CHAPTER 57 - COMING OF THE SON OF VANGUARD

COMING OF THE SON OF VANGUARD Severo reined his horse to a stop. Behind him, the army slowed, then stilled completely, as if one body had decided to breathe at once. Armor clinked. Horses snorted. Torches flickered against the night wind at the edge of Palermo. “We don’t cross,” Severo said. His servant leaned forward. “My lord, the border is right there. One step and—” “I know,” Severo replied calmly. “That step is mine alone.” Murmurs rippled through the ranks. “You will wait here,” Severo continued. “No banners. No horns. No arrows unless I give the word.” “And if they attack you?” Marco asked. Marco had fought beside him for years, through deserts and foreign ports, through cities whose names were carved in blood. Severo looked at him. “Then Palermo will answer for it.” He turned and pointed. “Marco. Tullio. You’re with me.” Tullio straightened instantly. “Just us three?” “That’s enough,” Severo said. He dismounted, handed his reins to another guard, and walked forwa

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CHAPTER 58 - THE BARGAIN

THE BARGAIN Severo took a step forward, His gaze steady, controlled. “My father,” he said, “a man whose name alone brings fear to men and kings alike… captured… humiliated… by a woman.” He let out a small exhale, almost reverent. “I had to see a woman capable of such a feat. Palermo… this city of trembling men… retaken, restored… by you. I wanted to see it with my own eyes.” Lucia’s eyes widened a bit, a flash of surprise crossing her face before she masked it with ice. “You mean… you didn’t come for him?” she asked, tilting her head, voice low, testing, like a predator circling prey. Severo’s shoulders squared. “Not yet,” he said firmly. “Not for him. I came… for you.” Lucia blinked, only once, slow enough for him to notice. She leaned forward, eyes narrowing. “For me?” she repeated, voice almost a growl. “The son of Vanguard… comes for me? And you call yourself fearless?” “I call myself… observant,” Severo replied, stepping closer. The air between them seemed to tight

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CHAPTER 59 - VANGUARD'S KARMA

VANGUARD'S KARMA The dungeon stank of rot and damp stone. Lucia descended the steps slowly, unhurried, her footsteps echoing like a countdown. The guards did not follow her in. They already knew better. The torchlight revealed him. Vanguard lay slumped against the wall, chains biting into his wrists and ankles. His once-broad shoulders had collapsed inward. His beard was matted. His lips were cracked and gray. A week without food or water had reduced the terror of Palermo to a shadow that barely breathed. Lucia stopped in front of him. “Well,” she said lightly. “Look at you.” Vanguard lifted his head with effort. His eyes were sunken, but they still burned with hatred. “Look who is being taunted now,” Lucia continued, crouching so they were eye to eye. “This is only the beginning.” She stood again and deliberately placed her boot on his hand. Slowly. The chains rattled as his fingers twitched beneath her heel. Vanguard let out a broken groan. “Does it still tingle

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CHAPTER 60 - THE DENOUNCE AND EXILE OF THE EMPRESS SON.

THE DENOUNCE AND EXILE OF THE EMPRESS SON. You are no longer welcome in Palermo. From this moment, you are cast into exile. Far away. So far that even your shadow will never fall on my city.” She stepped forward, eyes burning into him. “I will rule Palermo without emotion. Without weakness. On no account are you to be seen within these walls again.” She turned slowly, addressing the hall. “Whoever sees him and fails to report it to me will be killed.” She lifted her chin. “I have spoken.” Silence swallowed the chamber. No applause. No laughter. Not a breath dared rise too loud. Faces were frozen in disbelief. Eyes widened. Mouths parted but produced no sound. Even the torches seemed to flicker uneasily, as if afraid. Then a whisper broke through the stillness. “She denounces her own son… even after he saved her from Vanguard’s grip.” The words barely carried, but they reached her. Lucia stopped. Her head turned slowly. “Who said that?” she asked. The hall shifted i

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