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she expressed a little nervously. "What is it, is there something else I should know?" I asked, not understanding what that could be. "Leonard covered for Lynnet, as Lynda and she were the daughters of Margareth Skarosky, the princes' eldest sister, the heir to the throne, who abdicated for love. Leonard is the fifth son of Prince Stefan, and was fourth in the line of succession until the twins appeared, and since they were the daughters of the heir princess, they succeeded her in the same order. These are the reasons why they framed you and made you bear the guilt, while you were innocent".

Their casual cruelty sends a wave of fury through me. I press my hand to the door, feeling the vibrations of their callous conversation. My jaw clenches as I push it open, the hinges creaking as if the castle itself is protesting their vile intentions. As the door swings wide, the stench hits us—a rancid mix of sweat, blood, and the fetid air of the dungeon. The scene inside is worse than I had imagined. The princes, those who should have been the defenders of their people, have debased themselves entirely. They’ve become nothing more than animals, driven by their base desires, blind to the reality of their downfall.

At first I saw only the man’s tall silhouette, but as my eyes adjusted to the darkness, my breath caught in my throat. Caspian. The crown prince looked horrifying. The empire’s golden son, the perfect brother, now resembled a madman. His hair, usually neat and perfectly groomed, hung in greasy, tangled strands across his forehead. His eyes were bloodshot from sleeplessness and rage, but the most terrifying thing was his smile. A wide, unnatural grin twisted his features, exposing his teeth in the darkness. “Good morning, little bird,” he whispered, his voice trembling with barely restrained, manic hysteria. “My brother is so careful. He always locks the door… but he forgot that the royal sui

I chuckled tapping the prince’s shoulder as I walked past him. “But you do need to chill when it comes to Princess Celine, I could feel your wolf wanting to kill her, and that wouldn’t be ending too well if it happens Nathan” Elijah commented making me stop my tracks “despite whatever she’s done, you must not forget that you are a prince, and that your moves need to be somewhat calculated, you don’t need a war falling upon your head, keep that in mind” “Thank you, Elijah” I said turning to face the prince who nodded at me.

The man and his Queen had been waiting for this moment. “Good morning, your Majesty,” Djafar bowed to them. “Good morning, Djafar,” they replied. “Please tell me what you came up with,” the sultan said and Djafar immediately did so. “Your Highness,” he started. “I believe that what contributes to the Prince’s dishonoring behavior, is the wealth he is surrounded with. He has no limit and the fact that he can use this money as he wishes, adds to the Prince’s arrogance.”

I almost believed him, because he sounded painfully sincere but greed still crossed his face as he spoke, eyes never leaving Cayden's chest where the parchment was. After he was done speaking, a very impatient voice came out. This one had no time to even mince his words, they were as crude and cruel as they came. That was the third prince. “You shameless disgrace? You are nothing but a murderer and a sinner, what makes you think you are meant to have that parchment? Return that parchment to the royal family immediately.” Cayden remained motionless. His silence further infuriating them. The entire hall remained tense, some nobles quietly taking their leave. Honestly, I also wanted to leave bu

you somehow change your card and manipulate the whole scenario prince:- I don't know what are you talking about then prince takes his money 50,000$ and away prince:- by the way I am going nearby hotel for a few days if you want to drink with me. you can join me I feel hungry and sleepy so please come tomorrow I promise I won't run away because I always welcome beautiful women like then use his power and run away he eats his dinner and goes back to sleep

"Hmph! The prince actually wants to take us to our deaths, but does he have the ability? I don't think so! Since he doesn't have the ability, how dare he speak so loudly to us? Isn't this a joke? Prince, ah, prince, I advise you to give up! You've already lost!" "That's right! Prince, it's meaningless for you to continue to resist! It's better for you to admit defeat and die obediently. Isn't that great? Why do you have to resist like this? It will only bring more pain to yourself! Of course, you are now a piece of meat on our chopping board. It's not up to you to live or die!"

The prince spoke as he guided that petit princess up to the door. The author stood up, and ushered them with his eyes as he smiled in quite certainty. The moment the door was stirred closed, he embarked himself into his own desk and wrote his findings in just a few phrase which was read like this: Tonic for the Wild: Sweet Law of Undiscovered Love. Many years had he read about the account of those scholars about the young prince embarking in an ungodly war. The eldest prince was very prestigious on his cunning work of device just to overthrow that tribe in the Land Zagreb.

He's breathing so hard I can almost see the steam escaping from his nostrils. And that. That's his limit. When I think I'm going to get a scream or a growl, the Prince approaches me and stops with his legs apart in a very clear position of power. — Do you think I'm going to die in Primal? And that? Do you think I'm going to die and then you'll be free? — makes a strange sound that I think is a laugh, but it sounds like a ferocious growl. — Know this, Kim; I will not die. I'll be out of here like the Wolf King of Agreis in three days, and then I won't mind any help from you. I will have the power to discover my enemies on my own. You will no longer be of any importance to me, and yet I will n