Gladiator

His chest glistened with water droplets dribbling down the glowing bronze skin. Resting, his strong muscular back against the rocks on the lake side, head lulled backwards, onyx eyes closed in utter salvation. "Azarios" I stiffened, my eyes snapping to his in utter surprise as I heard the name leaving his plump lips. His identity, the name which echoed throughout the dynasty making every living soul shudder. Killer Commander Beast He was the commander of Gladiators. Azarios, the Gladiator of Ambrose. "You will be the bride of mine."

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CHAPTER 40

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Casagon-

Pronunciation: Ka-za-gun

Blood always imprints itself, a son shall follow his father's lineage and a daughter shall resort to the glory of her parents. Habits and heart both had relation with whose blood it was.

Just like Prince Vzeus, Lilith was disinterested in politics and the matters concerning it, their household did not lacked money despite being not comparable in prestige and wealth to royalty. She never had the heart to seek revenge despite knowing that her father was thrown out of the state by Prince Ragel and King Kyzm because Prince Vzeus and Princess Lyra did not wished for any more chaos.

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