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quipped Virando, smirking tauntingly. “Shut up you! Even when you’re going to die like this, you can still act like a snob in front of me! Get this and just die!” shouted King Richard Orlando angrily. King Richard Orlando Lie created a trident this time. He directed that trident towards Virando’s orange shield. At this time, King Richard Orlando Lie was seen forcing and forcing his trident as well as his spear on Virando’s orange shield in order to break it through so that those red orpiment spear as well as trident could stab on Virando’s chest and get rid of Virando’s life away.

"Over my dead body," Richard snarled. Ernest’s smile widened cruelly "That my plan exactly." At Ernest’s signal, the cloaked men surged forward like a black tide. Richard rose, one arm still around Zenobia, and drew his sword in one swift motion, the steel catching the faint light of the enchanted forest. They clashed with a deafening ring of steel. Richard fought like a man possessed, fuelled by love and rage, his blade a silver blur. He felled two of the men quickly, moving with deadly grace—but there were too many, and he was alone.

I didn’t wait for her to take another step…I ran straight into her arms, burying my head against her chest as she held me tight. When she finally pulled back, her hands skimmed over me, checking every inch as if to make sure I was really standing there, whole and unharmed. Only when she was satisfied did she turn to face the men in the room. “You all kept us waiting, what’s going on here?” she demanded, throwing her hands in the air. Marcus grinned. “Richard is trying to kill the King. Again.” “Richard!” she scolded, smacking his arm. “We talked about this! You promised not to attack your daughter’s husband! How many times do I have to remind you?”

He gasped softly and turned to Richard in shock but before he could master the strength and confront him, Romeo cleared his throat loudly to get their attention. “Richard right? I don’t know what I’ve ever done to you since I came here but I don’t do married women and I most certainly don’t do any woman. They are not my mmm-preference.” He verbalized and checked out Richard who was blushing openly like a school boy. Everyone in the room suddenly understood Richard’s pettiness after all, there’s only a thin line between love and hate.

This would give Diego the upper hand to slaughter him. On the top of that, Diego had even imagined the ways to torment Rudolf, to make him kneel before him and bow to him. Richard’s unexpected appearance however ruined all Diego’s plan. He wished to take Richard’s life right away but he knew who he was. He was aware that Richard’s strength was fairly close to Rodulf. Therefore, it was going to be very difficult for him to kill Richard. In truth, both of them would very likely end up being severely injured if a fight were break out between them.

"Dearest Taylor, Once again, I know you're so close to finding everything out so you'll find this no problem. Now you know about my secret identity and your mother and me marrying, I know I'll soon be caught. You're so kind that I know you might allow me this, before I'm willing to give myself up I need something from you. Since that horrible night all those years ago, I always had this feeling of care towards you. Then when your mother turned up and we fell in love, it all became clear. You're like the daughter that I never had, even if that's hard for you to believe. But now I've married your mother, that makes me your step father in whatever way you look at it. I want to see both of my ch

Something warm bloomed through the fear still lodged in my chest at his words, and I found myself squeezing his hand tighter, an answer without needing to voice it yet, a promise neither of us was ready to name out loud. We found Richard in his own study three floors up, a mirror of Damian’s in almost every way except colder, sparser, decorated with awards and photographs that all seemed designed to impress rather than comfort, trophies of a life built on careful, deliberate distance. He looked up when we entered, something wary immediately entering his expression at the sight of both of us together, flanked by Isabella trailing behind with her chin lifted despite the tears still drying on h

Oden asks with a protuded eyes. " its concerning the maiden whom you unjustly accused of stealing the signet ring" Richard barked. His eyes wild, ready for a bloody confrontation. " And what about her?" " You handed he over to Frenger!" Richard cries out. " And so?, She deserves death." " Death?, death for what?. Death for standing up for herself against a so-called king?," Richard then laughs, his voice cracking and his eyes watery. " I leave to get her, she is my choice bride" Richard said bluntly, turning to leave.

For a heartbeat he didn’t cross the threshold; he only stood there, a silhouette of fury framed by Juliet’s heavy arch, and the room itself seemed to contract around him. Vivian’s fingers were still clamped around Monet’s sleeve, her face inches from hers. Juliet’s eyes flashed, a cat with cream, delighted at the chaos. But Richard wasn’t in the theater. He moved. Two strides carried him across the rug, and with a violence that was all restraint, he tore Vivian’s grip off Monet as if it burned. “Back. Away,” he said, low and lethal. Vivian recoiled half an inch, color flooding her face, before she smoothed it with a brittle smile. “Richard—how dramatic. Surely you don’t mean to play the savi

After Hevel left, the person entered the room and reported, “Sir, those two troublemakers from Florence have arrived. They just had a conflict with Hevel...” Richard was lying in a chair. To his left and right were beautiful Flandonian girls, each with their unique charms, providing him with various services. “Hiss— Ah...” Richard moaned and slowly lifted his head. “Go and check how much money is in the cards they used to enter the auction house. “I want to see just how much these Florencians have to dare come to Flandom and compete with me… I’ll teach them a lesson today!” As the son of the person in charge, there was no comparing the wealth in his hands. He did not care about Andrius and t