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“I understand you’re hurt. You want her to pay for the shit she did. But that can only happen after I’ve gotten the vital information I need from her. Information that concerns our safety—the Dunes. After that, we’re good. Alright?” He lets out a bitter laugh. “Vital information? From her?” He shakes his head. “Come on, Boss. The great Luca. Most feared man in the city. A king. A magnate, keeping a bag of trash in his possession like some prized pet is bullshit.” I gulp. “Get out, Tino.” My voice comes out low and lethal. A slow smirk spreads across his face as he lazily swirls the wine in his glass. “Asking me to leave your house now?”

One of the men in the tavern said. "He means King's Gold!" Said another. "Kings Gold?!" Another clamored. "Isn't one king's gold worth the thousand perus?" "So one hundred would be one hundred thousand perus?" "That's right." "As expected of elites worth one million perus." "Such amount of money is like dogshit to them." "I really envy them." "You think they'll let me join in?" Rev felt her head boil with rage and she snapped, "CAN YOU ODDBONKS ALL SHUT THE HELL UP?!"

Samael, the king of wrath, was ranting. “The last time I saw him on the battlefield, he said big brother can’t find this place, that we’re truly saved from his demonic claws. He even called big brother all sorts of terrible names and nothing happened to him, no thunder or divine retribution or any signs of punishment. I think it’s high time we stop fooling ourselves, big brother was killed in that great war, that’s why we didn’t hear anything from him… let’s stop this meaningless worship and eat to our fill, modus is currently in the human world enjoying the chaos… it’s time to sprinkle greed into the hearts of the humans again, I can’t wait to start planting greed into those little men “a g

“This was different and I think someone should tell them all to stop fighting because we already have our king.” The finance minister furrowed his eyebrows in confusion. “The next king has not been chosen yet general.” The general shook his head and laughed mockingly. “You are right, but I heard the growl of the alpha king and it shook me to the core.” The finance minister’s curiosity got intense. “Who did you hear it from?” he asked with an even lower voice. “Alpha Jake of Crescent Moon Pack.”

The silence that followed was absolute. Slowly, Karlo turned around. The expression on his face wasn't anger, it was a completely blank, hollow, void of pure, unadulterated carnage. The ruthless king who had built an empire on blood had finally revealed his single, fatal weakness to the world. He had tried to hide his little bird, but the hunters had smelled the gold on her gown.

Just like that? “He had everything a king could ever want,” Alaric drawled, holding up three fingers. “An unshakable kingdom, immense power— wealth , and a strong army." He paused, eyes narrowing slightly. “But one thing about greed, little rose, is that it’s never enough. Nothing is ever enough. No matter what the king had, it was never enough. He wanted more power, more wealth, more than he could ever handle.” Alaric ran a hand through his hair, his expression darkening with disdain. “He was a greedy little bastard... that's why he never cared about anything else. Not even his own daughter."

indeed king Lerumo was a just and fair king, his subjects were happy with his ruling which is why it was difficult for him to hear that people were after his throne. “Greed my king, greed is the cause” said the chief priest however his words were not comforting to the king, moreover he didn’t understand what the greed he was talking about was for when he shared the kingdom’s riches with his people. What more could they want, what more could he possibly give for them to be satisfied?

His voice rose with gleeful disbelief. He straightened, grin spreading wide as he turned proudly toward the others. “I never thought such a thing could exist. But then again…” his smirk deepened, mischief curling in his tone, “we are speaking of the king. A man of… unquenchable appetite.” He let out a low, knowing chuckle, eyes glinting with a twisted pride that made my skin crawl. Before I could speak, the priestess finally opened her eyes. “You’ve sealed him,” she said quietly, almost like a prayer. “The king is finally free!”

"Ha!" He faced the audience, walking back towards them with slow, winding steps. He threw his hands out to either side, tossing them twice in the air. "Ha! What foolish jabber!" He spun himself around on his heals, fully animated. Again facing Webber, he mocked him and said, "If the man was so incompetent, maybe he was never fit to rule in the first place! Or maybe you haven't thought of that, have you, sage? You never consider your own folly or that of this book!" Kallida contended, snatching the copy of the Kingsmen Chronicles from the desk of the court clerk and throwing it violently downward. There was a loud thud as the thick book hit against the hard ground with its soft leather bindin

The king continued to smile though, moving a hand to place it firmly on his son’s shoulder. “If what you’ve been telling me is true, then she is the greatest asset this kingdom has seen in years. We cannot control them, and they rot away in those rusty iron cages, but if they had a beast of their own to lead them. Well, don’t you think they may just behave properly?” The glint was back in the kings’ eyes. Determination in his steeled gaze, but behind it all, greed. The thought of an army of beasts finally under his control to rip apart whatever was in his path was like a drug to him. Devin pushed his fathers hand off his shoulder, and took a step back from his father, looking back at him lik