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Cardinal: Advent of the Sloth

The world of Ariadne is vast with more to see and more to find than meets the eye... Magic is plenty and cultivation so great that legends speak of those few existences that cut the heavenly bodies of the gods from the celestial skies... But there is more to Ariadne than mere strength, than mere power, there are histories ancient, gods who walk the lands, royals, nobles and commoners who are forever in strife... In this world with thousands of realms each born from the great cataclysm that set the stage for 'the seventh age' to be born, there exists the Sacred Lineage of Royals who rule a hundred realms, this lineage being of Mercurion. It is here that Lucian our reincarnated vestige of the past shall be born, born to be called 'Prince 786' of the Merurion Empire... Strife exists in many forms and in this Sacred line in which even a name must be earned, strife is a double-edged sword that now brings the once so Great, the once so Sacred lineage of Mercurion down to its knees from within... But be warned... there is much unseen, much unknown of the reality you see, of the Prince called 786... Welcome to Ariadne!!! A world in which all truths can be revealed...

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171 Chs

108 – The Bet

Lucian laughed and looked up at her, "What's the matter, are you worried that you'll lose your chance at glory and greatness if word gets around that I'm raving and mad?" he asked.

 

"It's always reputation and glory when it comes to you!"

 

"What's the matter is your boy toy unable to keep a whore like you happy, and now you have to come and bother me, why don't you do us both a favour and stay the hell out of my way!" he snapped, his eyes fell on her swollen belly, her pregnancy was making itself more apparent with each passing day.

 

Khalia's eyes shifted uncomfortably, all her attempts to reason with this child of hers were met with failure, and he would always fixate on things that didn't concern him.

 

She looked her son in the eyes, those grey eyes were so similar to his father's, but she couldn't allow him to become like that man, cold and empty, a man who seemed to feel almost nothing at all.