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"I sacrificed you!" "You made the right choice," Austin said firmly, pulling back to look her in the eyes. "The choice I would have made myself. You didn't sacrifice me out of cruelty or indifference. You sacrificed me because you knew it's what I would want. That's not betrayal. That's understanding me completely." Elder Marcus approached, his expression solemn. "The Trial of Sacrifice is complete. Princess Elena has proven that she values the many over the one, even when the one is her most precious bond. She has passed all three trials."

They all spoke of my heartbreak, of love unrequited. Or did they? Seers’ words are never wrong, but they might be misinterpreted. What other ways could they be interpreted? The sacrificial lamb needs to learn to roar to win the war. I had been focusing on the sacrifices of the lamb, but if a princess was a sacrificial lamb, the term could be used in place of princess, and mean nothing more. The princess needs to learn to roar to win the war. In what ways would a princess roar to win the war? As Aurien would say, if I asked him: you know the answer, Liera.

I've never seen Devin anything other than composed, to watch him so distressed is strange. I stand my ground, refusing to acknowledge how thoughtless it was. He's right, of course. This evidence would arm the Council with more ammunition to banish me. Still, it had to be done. "He was sent to murder you. What was I supposed to do, let him live?" My hands raise of their own volition, gesticulating as I make my point. "Yes!" Devin answers exasperatedly. I notice how his body shakes as the argument continues. "How noble of you to sacrifice your life for that rat," I retort with venom. My voice climbs a few octaves, driven by his naivety.

The little child is calm and composed as if this is an everyday scene. “Will the Gods rise today?” Ras snarls. “You prophesied it! You told me that the Gods will rise.” “And they will,” Cassandra shrugs. “No one can change that. They will rise.” Anna cannot make any sense of the girl’s calm demeanor. Is she a friend? Or a foe? “And now Princess…” Ras says. “It is time for the sacrifice.”

I started wiggling to come free pulling my arm as hard as I could so that it can come free from the shackles, the witch and laican carrying on with their chant. The witch walked towards the laican slitting his throat, the blood from the knife being dripped into a gold bowl. I let out a cry for help as she made her way towards me, “Aufera milite amissi tolleret corpus impudicitiis. Reversus videct mundum. Sit autem hoc sacrificium pro debitum solvit.” {Take the body of your lost soldier and rid it of impurities. May he come back clean. May you take this sacrifice for debt paid.}

Elaine pulled out a knife and charged toward me, and the close distance made it impossible for me to escape. Just when I thought I would die there, Andreas instinctively pulled me behind him, and the knife struck his heart directly, blood spreading across the floor. "Isadora, I finally did something for you." He gripped my hand and used his last strength to speak."I'm willing to offer the entire Fitzgerald fortune as a wedding gift and fully support your experiments. So, Isadora, will you marry me?" I thought he had truly lost his mind. At a time like this, he was still thinking about romance.

Eliza’s POV Feeling the weight of Yelda’s words settle over me like a suffocating blanket, I frowned and tried to understand it. “What will this binding ceremony involve?” I spurted out. “It will require a sacrifice, Princess Eliza,” Yelda said bluntly, causing me to gasp and cover my mouth with my hand. Rylan reached for me as if to reassure me that I wasn’t alone and that nothing bad would happen to me. “What kind of sacrifice are we talking about here?” Enzo demanded to know.

But Alexa still doesn't understand why there can be demons or monsters mingling with humans like this. "Michael, are you going to make me a sacrifice later?" asked Alexa whose body was trembling with fear. "What is sacrifice?" he asked. "In the place where my grandfather came from, sacrifice is a living creature that is handed over as a sacrifice or offering of a certain agreement, or is it possible that your wealth is the result of pesugihan?" replied Alexa. Michael didn't understand what Alexa meant, what was magic. He is a real werewolf and not a clone. He looked at Alexa doubtfully to express what was in his heart.

"The ritual is over. I killed the Alderdices like you asked, so let Victor go and you can do whatever you want with me." Sarah laughed. "Oh, sweetie, the ritual isn't over. It hasn't even begun." She frowned. "You said if I killed them—” "Staking those old geezers was just a test for you to prove you had a backbone. The ritual states that the princess must consume the still-beating hearts of two supernatural creatures." She grinned, gesturing to the crowd. "As you can see, we have a buffet of them." Her stomach lurched, but there was no emotion behind the reaction, only physical disgust. "Consume? As in eat?"