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“You’re hurting me,” Eryndra winced. Only then did Theron glance at the wound. He released her instantly, but approached again, swallowing her space.“Tell me what that was,” he hissed.Eryndra suddenly couldn’t speak anymore. Not because of confusion, but because everything suddenly did not seem right.The sight of Theron blurred. The air suddenly felt too hot to breathe in as consciousness slowly dragged out of her.“I…” she trailed off, chest heaving. “I don’t feel good.”He caught her before she could fall.“Tarrianne?” he called, holding her waist firm. He tore her sleeve open and froze. Green veins were slowly festering at the wound. It was the same poison that had killed the head scout. And she had been wounded on her leg too.Theron's breath sieze and his heart did a flip. He didn’t wait.He scooped her into his arms and leapt for safety. On his way, he shouted orders at soldiers to find the rogue.Healers gathered the moment he stepped into the room, all quickly grabbing the

Jerik walked to stand beside Theron.“He’s not serious about molding Eryndra into the late Queen, is he?”Theron didn’t respond. But unlike before, the idea now twisted something in his chest.“You should talk to him. You are the only one who could stop him.”“And why should I do that?” Theron asked. “It’s the prince’s decision. He’s doing what he thinks is best for the throne.”“Oh, yeah? Then how did it end up with the Grand King?”Theron turned his head away.“I’m going to stay with my wife until the antidote is completed,” Jerik said, and turned to leave.“What was Erica talking about?” Theron asked, and Jerik halted, his shoulders stiff.“Your true love interest,” Theron added. “She mentioned you’d be elated.”“She is just saying nonsense. She is a rogue after all. You can’t possibly think I’d want my wife hurt, right?”“Didn’t say so.”Jerik left without looking back.~~~~~~~“Eryndra was hurt?” Kayara’s eyes widened.“The antidote had been tested and had been given to her. She

A week passed like a breeze, yet the citadel carried an air of unsettlement. Rows of rogue slaves were led to the Grand Court. Only a few remained since most had escaped before tonight and were now being hunted by soldiers.The seat grew hot beneath Eryndra. Most of the rogue slaves bore heavy bruises, dry and fresh blood staining their skin, making them look broken and lean.She couldn’t imagine the suffering they had endured.Being a slave in this realm was hell on earth.Kallias sat near the grand throne, eyes cold and lifeless. But Eryndra could almost taste the hatred emanating from him, as if she were the one standing before him, ready to be executed.Perhaps one day she would be.No wonder Theron couldn’t tell him about her history yet. The prince wouldn’t hesitate to end her miserably.Was her kind really that heartless?Not only had they murdered an unborn child, they had killed her friend.But then… the rogues themselves had suffered their own losses. Even her own parents ha

Jerik’s head sparked. Not caring that he was the heir of Telmara, he grabbed his neck hard, claws digging into skin as he pinned him to the wall.Cassiel chuckled as if enjoying the pain.“I’ve always liked you rough.”“Don’t you have any shame? We just lost Brielle and all you can do is be an annoyingly selfish bastard. You rankle me!” Jerik spat.“Idiot. I’m trying to save your ass here. Would you rather crawl your way back to your father?”Jerik squeezed his neck tighter. Cassiel went on despite the blood dripping down his neck.“You know I’m right, Jerik. It wounds me deeply that I lost my little sister. But that doesn’t change the fact that she stole you from me while I was trying to convince my parents to let me have you. They couldn’t accept my decision, so they threw you into her arms anyway.”When Jerik tried to digest his words, Cassiel yanked himself free and took over, slamming Jerik’s back against the wall, elbow pressed against his neck. His green eyes locked with Jerik’

“What? You’re going to let them keep pressuring Jerik?” Kallias lifted a rather indifferent gaze to Theron. His shoulders were tense, and his eyes looked tired from the long day. “And why exactly should I help him? If he hadn’t interfered, you would have had the damn rogue at Telmara’s mercy.” “Jerik didn’t make me decide to let her go. I did. I was the one who suggested it first. Many things would have gone wrong at that moment.” “Quit defending him, Ash. Aeris was the one who tried to ruin your name at court. Luckily, I was able to save it. Let Jerik take the fall. After all, he is Aeris’s son.” “He is your nephew.” “He is not,” Kallias countered, irritated. “You shouldn’t let your guard down, Ash. No one is to be trusted. That is how we’ve been surviving so far.” His voice dropped softer. “If it weren’t for us relying on each other, we would have been long destroyed.” Something tightened in Theron’s chest at the memories of their childhood. How they had only relied on each o