บททั้งหมดของ All Is Fair In Love And Blood: บทที่ 41 - บทที่ 50

{Ragna’s POV}Silence settled over the dungeon after Liam left.The kind that arrived only after someone had dropped an enormous amount of unpleasant information into a room before politely excusing himself.That’s not what Liam had done. But it was close.I sat with my back against the cold stone wall, one knee drawn toward my chest, watching nothing in particular. And now, Milena wasn’t pacing.Progress.She had finally chosen a corner opposite mine and sat there with her hands folded so tightly together that I suspected she was trying to strangle one hand with the other.At least she wasn’t wearing a trench into the dungeon floor anymore.Small victories.I glanced at her and thought that if she kept looking like that, she might manage to die before the King got the opportunity to kill us.Right on cue—“We’re going to die. I should have just remained at the Arena.” She muttered now. I closed my eyes and sighed. “Please don’t do it.”Milena looked over.“…Do what?”“What you’re abo

{Liam’s POV}My Father needed the truth.Whether he accepted it… That was his business.Mine was making sure Mother remained alive.I left him standing inside the council chamber with enough revelations to dismantle a lifetime of certainty and quietly closed the door behind me. Whatever conclusions he reached from there would belong to him. I had given him every piece required to understand what stood outside these walls, why Sir Hagari had betrayed him, and why the prophecy everyone believed had ended decades ago had, in reality, merely waited.The rest was no longer my responsibility.Unfortunately, I had acquired another.I crossed the Palace at an unhurried pace, though the building itself seemed incapable of remaining still. Messengers hurried through corridors carrying sealed reports beneath their arms, servants disappeared around corners with expressions that suggested they knew very little and feared considerably more, while guards moved in organized formations toward the oute

{Ragna’s POV}The dungeon had become considerably louder.Not because anything had changed down here.Because everything had changed somewhere above us.The screams still drifted through the stone ceiling in waves. Some were distant enough to sound almost unreal. Others arrived sharp and sudden before disappearing beneath the barking of orders and the thunder of hurried footsteps racing across the Palace.The attack had reached the Kingdom.That much was obvious.Milena was now pacing the length of the cell, looking upward every few seconds as though staring hard enough might somehow allow her to see through several layers of stone.“So it’s true,” she whispered. “The Blood Mothers are real.”She turned another restless circle before looking at me.“This is the end.”I remained where I was, listening. Not to her. To everything else. The Palace sounded frightened.That was different from sounding attacked. Milena crossed the distance between us in three hurried steps.“They’re here,”

{Ragna’s POV}The dungeon erupted behind us.Voices chased us through the corridors long before the guards ever could.“You damned females!”“Get us out too!”“You can’t just leave us here!”“Come back!”The shouting dissolved into curses, pleading, threats, and laughter until it became impossible to distinguish one voice from another. Somewhere in the middle of it all, a familiar male voice continued roaring louder than everyone else.The guard.The one currently tied rather securely to the bars of our former cell.Milena hurried beside me, still looking as though her mind had failed to catch up with her feet.“You tied him to the bars.”We rounded another corner, neither sprinting nor slowing, moving as quickly as caution allowed.“You actually tied him to the bars.”She looked at me in open disbelief.“How did you—”She broke off as we reached an intersection leading toward the upper passages. Raising a hand, I motioned for her to stop, and we both flattened ourselves against the c

{Ragna’s POV}Recognition spread faster than fire.One person pointed. Another looked. A third stopped walking altogether, and before long voices were passing my description from mouth to mouth until I was no longer standing in the middle of a street.I was standing inside a rumor that had suddenly remembered it possessed a face.“The Arena girl.”“The demonic female.”“The one who survived the Bloody Gnai.”“The one that killed the King’s Beast.”People weren’t simply looking anymore.They were gathering.Some edged closer out of curiosity while others kept their distance, their fear obvious enough that I briefly wondered whether they expected me to start breathing fire.I looked at Milena.“Do you know what we do now?”Her eyes darted nervously between the growing crowd.“…What?”I drew one slow breath.“Now we run.”Then I ran.The crowd erupted behind us.“Catch her!”“Don’t let her escape!”“Seize the demon!”“Someone call the guards!”Milena hesitated for only a heartbeat before