All Chapters of THE BASTARD SON OF THE VIKINGS : Chapter 71 - Chapter 76

DEADLY WAR “Send the soldiers in charge of the war to the border,” Lucia commanded. The palace erupted into motion. Soldiers ran through corridors and courtyards, armor clanking, weapons being seized from racks. Some fastened breastplates, others checked blades, bows, and poisoned arrows. Orders echoed through the halls as ranks formed. Soon, thousands marched toward the gates. They moved like a living tide, countless as sand, stretching beneath the burning sky. When they reached the border of Palermo, they took their positions and stood firm. A lone soldier climbed onto the fence, standing tall against the chaos beyond the border. Suddenly, a poisoned arrow sliced through the air. It struck him. His body jerked once, then toppled over the fence, crashing lifelessly to the ground on the other side. Lucia’s soldiers gripped their weapons, rage and pain burning in their eyes. They were ready to strike. Ready to release death. But no command came. So they stood there, for

CHAOS AND CHAOS “Guerrero Valanti is alive.” The words hung heavily in the air. “Then where is he?” Tulio demanded. Lucia smiled slowly, her eyes cold. “You came here searching for Severo,” she said, then turned mockingly toward Enzo. “And for your dear friend. You have searched my palace, and he is not here. Take your leave now. You have crossed the line.” Her voice rose, commanding silence. “A meeting will be held tomorrow evening,” Lucia announced. “If you truly want the truth, gather here after sunset. I will tell you what none of you know.” The soldiers began murmuring, uncertainty rippling through the crowd. Groups started to disperse, boots scraping stone as they moved away. Then a voice shouted from the back, sharp and accusing. “What if she killed Severo and the exiled son?” A collective gasp swept through the gathering. Suddenly the soldiers stopped. They turned back. Voices rose, overlapping, clashing, swelling into chaos. Shouts echoed from every direction.

THE EMPRESS LOVE FOR DICK The healer approached the Empress and said, “For the next twenty-four to forty-eight hours, no one in the palace who values their life should step outside. The poison still lingers in the air, on the sculptures, and on the plants outside. After that, guards will be sent to cleanse the exterior.” Lucia nodded and ordered that the remaining half bag of coins owed to the healer be brought to her. When it arrived, she handed it over with a small smile. “The job was done well,” she said. Then she paused, her eyes narrowing thoughtfully. “Wait,” she said, calling for a fuller bag. The guard returned with the full bag and took back the half bag she had just handed over. Lucia gave the healer the entire bag without hesitation. The healer’s eyes widened with joy. She bowed deeply, her voice trembling with gratitude. “Thank you, Your Majesty. Truly… thank you,” she said, unable to hide her happiness. “Well, I should be the one thanking you,” Empress Lucia said,