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THE BEAST PEOPLE: Betrayal and Love in the Shadows of War

"When will you stop hunting your fellow beings? "Your mind has been poisoned, you are being fed lies, you have been bred to despise us, you know nothing about us, and you are all born as warriors to hunt us. We do bleed the same blood you shed.When are you going to wake up and realize that we are bleeding and dying while telling you that we won't use our power against you? and stop... stumbling... through the dark!" ................................................................................................................................................................... " ah, you commoner! My beloved people, you were made for battle, you were made to be warriors, and you were made to stand up for and save the weakest among us! We have been eradicating Alakijon the beast's tribe for thousands of years. They steal from and kill our people, using our blood to prolong their immortal souls and destroy our land. They are beasts; they killed our Mighty king and set us on fire. Our people are dying of retaliation. Wake up, people. "Prince Rogba said ................................................................. *** MATURE CONTENT*** warning After the enchanting and lingering kiss, Prince Rogba leaned back slightly, their lips barely grazing. The steamy puffs of their breaths intertwined as her intoxicated eyes slowly opened. But before his radiant face could come into focus in her hazy vision, his tongue found its way back into her mouth. Another deep, impassioned kiss followed, raw and electrifying. He continued to explore, savor, and caress the depths of her mouth, as if he couldn't quench his thirst for her. As he indulged in her lips, Arẹwa was overwhelmed by an indescribable pleasure, a sensation that threatened to consume her senses. A warmth, both fiery and sweet, started to swell within her breast, stomach, and between her thighs. A gentle moan escaped her lips, and her trembling hands moved instinctively, resting delicately against his bare chest. A contented rumble emanated from Rogba's throat, and suddenly his mouth was on her jawline. He kissed and nibbled along her jaw, gradually tracing down the curve of her neck, tasting her as though she were something celestial. The pleasure was so intense that Arẹwa could only writhe in response. The exquisite and fiery sensation coursing down her bosom intensified suddenly. When he sucked on the sensitive skin of her neck with fervor, she shivered, feeling as though electric currents were coursing through her entire body. Prince Rogba, unable to hold back any longer, slowly removed her dress, leaving her half-naked as they sank onto the bed. ........... " come here.. come here... towards me Ida's clan heiress, your body is weak I didn't think you could complete this mission... look towards the darkness.. it's a spirit realms..go go in..." she said commanding " no! no!! no!!! some one help!!!." Arẹwa call for helps

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Chapter 58: "A Desperate Gamble"

Prince Rogba swiftly signaled to Ojo, who materialized within the confinements of the northern castle. "Focus on the gate," Rogba directed, knowing the pivotal role it played. Archers were already releasing a flurry of arrows towards the gate. Ojo, within the castle, navigated the airspace unnoticed. The magic users guarding the gate remained oblivious to his presence. With a deft stroke of his sword, he brought them down. Simultaneously, the gate was breached, allowing the forces to charge in. The skirmish erupted as they pushed forward into the castle.

Meanwhile, General had already issued the signal for the armies at the northeast, led by Akin himself, to commence their assault. To their astonishment, the forces they encountered were not Jagud Invaders; evidently, they had received support from another kingdom. Caught in the crossfire, the Fadaka kingdom's armies fought fiercely, battling back to back. Progressing from the north, they were gaining ground, but their triumph was short-lived. The number of elite magic users multiplied, even those wounded are healing , wielding magic to devastating effect. The Fadaka kingdom's forces witnessed a grim spectacle as they fell, one by one. Same at north east, The situation grew dire, forcing Akin and his troops to make a difficult retreat, mirroring the same struggle transpiring in the northeast.

"Some kingdoms are backing the invaders," Akin reported grimly.

"We need allies' help," Prince Rogba emphasized, recognizing the urgency of the situation.

"We must act swiftly before our kingdom falls," the general added. Prince Rogba took charge, mounting his horse and galloping towards the imperial palace.

Back within the palace, a somber discussion unfolded between Prince Rogba and the king, grappling with the harsh reality of their situation. "I heard the war is not benefiting us," the king remarked, acknowledging the dire straits they were in.

"Yes, Father, we need the help of allies," Prince Rogba asserted, understanding the gravity of their circumstances.

"I'll face the war myself; it's nothing to ask for help," the king declared, displaying his determination.

"It's forbidden for you to lead the war; what we truly need is an alliance with Ajé kingdom," Prince Rogba stated, reminding the king of a potential avenue to secure their kingdom's survival.

"But we denied their marriage proposal," the king recalled, pondering the consequences of their past decisions. The stakes were high, and decisions made now could determine the fate of the Fadaka kingdom and its people.

In the midst of this chaos and shifting alliances, loyalties were tested, and the intricate web of power dynamics unfolded. The fate of the kingdom hung in the balance, teetering on the edge of destruction. The complex interplay of politics, magic, and swordsmanship gripped the characters, pushing them to their limits as they sought a way to turn the tide and save their realm from impending doom.