Duchess Of Sebria

ays to cross the

ere unstoppable, her heart was lacerated by the cruelty of people. One of their neighbours handed her the key to their house. Courage betr

to draw in the air of the house. Her ears prickled on the voices that barged inside her head. Her screams, pleadin

oed in her mind. Her eyes fell on the sofa that used to be Aldrich's favourite spot to take. He loved sitting there and have his tea while reading the newspaper. Her steps halted the moment she reached the

he kneeled before the sun which was her only best friend and cried her heart out until there were no more tears left in her system. O

sted against the tree and closed her eyes

long it would be safe to stay here. She dismis

blivious to the fact that someone

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bed and left to the private dungeon that he constructed for personal use. The guards outside his chamber stom

ement and crossed the passage that was lit with sconces on the wall. The main door at the end of the passage opened and

He sternly commanded and buried his face in the mattress. The commander nodded his head once, picked the whip and went back to stand

al force. The scorching sensation inside Zebian's heart hadn't outrun the burning sensation sewing over his back yet. He was flogged again

flog, he weakly lif

hissed. His breathing was laboured as well as his eyes glimmering in pure hatred and vengea

lly clenched when he jerked up and paced in circles. The commander quietly witnessed him transforming fro

n Aldrich?" The Ki

ander confidently retorted even when his inner-spirit had been shaken by the qu

est lead Kolton!?" He roared with the gravest tone he pos

that had a bottle of wine. He unscrewed the cork and splashed the drink on his back, feeling liquor slicing his skin apart, he growled

d down while his hand rested on the wall and eyes bore holes in the ground. The next, he stormed out of the

fered a splendid view through the huge window. The toasty warm water needled his back but he wasn't much concerned. He

efore his eyes through the mirror. He scrutinised the scars on his chest and then his eyes averted to the silver ring he cladded on his index finger. His eyebrows co

given his approval to prepare for the intrusion. In the evening, he went out in the states to inspect the markets and survey people's reactions to the news of the war. So far, he concluded everyone feared him and preferred to stay

ided in it finally lost his life for good. For eight years he waited to seek a clue out of him without crossing t

ying the moment when he beheaded Aldrich. The pathetic excuse of a man gave out no clue about her. To hell with his loyalty to the previous king.

bout them. Those four years flashed in his memory like a cursed loop. Her talkative eyes, mesmerising smile, blushing cheeks. Every memory of her teased him for eigh

hen he barged inside the cellar. The commander came in less than a second and found the king tying himself to the wall. Zebian commanded Kolton to properly make sure he was tied so he could not escape.

clenched like a blazing knife. He flogged thirty times until The King was dampened in his own blood. Kolton couldn't make himself hit him more. He

peeked at his chest which was graced with split-open scars given by him. He instinct

a ragged breath and lowered his head for a moment, his eyes

He needed medical assistance. Without waiting for another breath, he untied him and put him to bed. Zebian was partially-conscious. Kolton called the imperial doctors who tended t

ants indirectly opposed his idea. He discussed the current circumstance with the royal members and then

hat, we need to strengthen our troops and ensure the locality... I also wondered what would happen if we get th

e reiterated, stunning every member of the courtroom, including his mother who was dying to hear thi

fing grin and came to hug him. She turned to the crowd and hailed his hand above their head, the cro

or a very, very long time," Meriall complained, Zebian lightly chuckled and pulled her in his embrace. His face was nuzzled in her neck when he exhaled a shaky breath. For his kingdom, it was a moment of celebration but only

g. He was going to marry a princess and make her his concubine. If he failed to find her within a year, he would make the princess his Queen. That would b

our Majesty, the sword of honour has arrived with a lead," Kolton informed, making him jolt into a si

?" He asked,

reached the private lounge of his chamber. Zebian commanded Kolton to stay out of the room. He majestic

e commande

ongue. He had no clue how the King would take the news. Zebian's jaw twist

sh to live," He

the lead is her