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."

EraRexon · Urbain

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205 Chs

CHAPTER 68

Fear

Apprehension

Premonition and a fate that was rewritten

"I-Imperial father! This princess demands to know where are you taking my imperial father?!" Blood tears trailed down the honey irises when the guards placed the wounded prince of Gaerin in a palanquin.

Imperial father? Only the children of an emperor were allowed to call him as such. The children of other princes only had the authority to call them 'father', and a princess? Lilith was no princess since her father was banished from the clan then why had Vzeus never interrupted her talking as such...it was because Prince Vzeus had never seen his daughter anywhere except the highest position...in his eyes her stature was the noblest of the nobles yet when the guards of King Kyzm saw the scene, there was an incredulous feeling.

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