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They mistook him as just a man when in reality, he was a one-man army. When Henry was splitting the horde of enemies before cornering and slaughtering them, from his peripheral vision, he saw a cunning minister approaching the King from the rump. Leaving whoever he was about to kill, jumped over the bodies in a lightning speed chanting a mantra- ‘If the King falls, the Kingdom falls’.

"What do you...You mean?" "We are resting in the very ruins of that kingdom. The ruins that once belonged to King Vargas HaydenFel. They laid siege and killed everybody who was still in the city, man, woman, child, didn't matter, neither did their race." "Wait a second, King Vargas was the king that died fighting the demons!" "Right? I'm quite surprised they didn't paint him a traitor honestly, instead they chose to make him a hero. Maybe some of the kings were split on the decision since they had already done the unthinkable."

And as soon as that, she saw him, swinging his sword at two ragged-looking men encircling him. “Oh no!” “My lady, I always hear the royals say the Baron and his men are one of the best fighters of the Duke. I know he can defend us.” “I know that, too, but I am not going to make us easy targets again,” I said, gritting my teeth and finally opening the doors widely so we could jump out. But, as I started to do so, the horse from our carriage suddenly reared on its front legs, upending the box and she found herself flying towards the ground, Odette screaming behind her.

The fallen angel asked innocently. "Oh, not at all. I just saw you make 3 men fall dead to the ground without even touching them, had butterflies appear out of nowhere to attack me on demand, and then proceed to disappear into thin air twice. So excuse me if I've accepted my fate a little too fast for your liking and want you to just kill me already." Despite trying to sound calm, I could tell my voice came out shaky when he shot me an arrogant smile. I wish I had his disappearing abilities because I would've been long gone by now but unfortunately, not all of us are born special.

Leaving me slightly confused. “I, Alpha Lamia Langley, The royal Delta’s Daughter, hereby claim this territory as MINE! As far as the eye can see, this land now belongs to me! Who dares to challenge me for the right to claim this land?” I shouted to every living body present, my eyes still on the King as he walked forward. I lowered the severed head of the rogue king and dropped it next to his mutilated body. Would the King challenge me? I hope not. I could not kill my king, my uncle, I did not want to. When he finally reached me, he stood next to me, his face showed pity and sadness, yet his eyes held an expression close to pride.

, he snarled. “I’m doing this kingdom a favor, sooner or later, this kingdom was bound to fall under your rule but I’m here now, I can guarantee the safety of your kingdom, if you give in to me, if you want to live, you will relinquish your throne and bow down to me”. “never!!”, Da Vinci yelled, “I am King Da Vinci ruler of Salem and I will not bow to anyone much less a traitor”.

The guards pushed them forward, and they knelt before Emma. Emma stood and walked to them. She looked at both men for a while. Then she spoke slowly. “You look like someone sent you. It seems someone is building an army. And now I ask you. Who is it? Tell me everything. Tell me the truth.” The first rogue raised his head a little. “We already told your men, Queen. It’s who you don't know and won't know because we won't be telling you. But he's gathering the fallen. Those who served the Faes. He speaks of a return. A rising. He says your kingdom will fall like the rest.”

“So, if its okay with you… do you want to share why you’re here?” Shahila cleared her throat. Will she admit what she really done? “It’s only a misunderstanding. There has been an attack and the king thinks I’m involved. I’m not.” The woman nodded. “Is he your mate? You’re a Ruben. The Lycan king’s too fortunate to have you as a mate.” A pang of hurt clutched her heart. Reality hurts. “No. He’s claimed a Redmayne to be his mate.” “oh. A Redmayne.”

Their screams echoed briefly before silence reclaimed the night. Blood dripped from my claws when I finally stopped. My chest heaved. Damien stood over a fallen rogue, his expression grim. “They don’t know where she was taken. Just that a ‘dark king’ wanted her alive.” My pulse stilled. The Evil King. The one we’d only heard of in whispers — a man who ruled through dark enchantments and corruption. “She let herself be captured,” Damien muttered, realizing it as he spoke. “She’s trying to get close to him.”

"You understand the gravity of your accusations?" "Yes, Your Majesty. I wouldn't dare unless it was true." I placed a hand protectively over my stomach. "The pack doctor can confirm my condition." He rose from his desk. "Nathan," he called to his guard. "Fetch my son." Few minutes later, the guards arrived with prince Lucas. "Father? What's this about?" "This omega claims you mated with her and now deny your unborn child." The king's voice was measured. "What do you say to this?"