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DESTINED TO LOVE, FATED TO CHOOSE

Chapter 5 BATTLE FOR SURVIVAL

Word Count: 1082    |    Released on: 26/11/2024

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they were led by a tall, imposing figure. He wa

s sword at the ready. "We won

can't stop us," he said. "We have ord

in the sunlight. The men in black armor foll

ough the air. I watched in horror as the battle raged on, the

e of the men in black armor struck my father from behind.

o deliver the final blow. But one of the twins i

er's side. "Dad, no!" I cried,

rds flashing in the sunlight. But I didn't care about the battle

ars streaming down my face. "Dad

nd. He just lay the

g over me, their swords still clutched in

r faces grim. "We need to get him to

fully lifted my father's body, carr

didn't know if my father was going to surviv

word. They just kept walking, their

they thinking about my father, and whether he would surv

ut I was determi

ed a small cottage on the outskirts of the forest. The

y with grief. I sat down beside my f

," I whispered, tears

nd. He just lay the

standing over me, their faces grim.

don't know," one of them said. "We ne

dy, carrying him out of the cottage. I

of gratitude towards the twins. They had saved

of admiration. They were amazing,

hing that made my heart skip a beat.

my father, worried tha

acing in my chest. What if my fath

to focus on the present. We had to

ody, their faces set in determined expression

mall village. The twins carried my father's body to a small h

nd face and a gentle touch. She examin

she said. "But I th

racing in my chest. Maybe, just

s moving quickly and surely. The twins stood guard out

felt a sense of hope, a sense of possibility. Mayb

side the hut, I saw something that made my heart

mething, worried that some

t racing in my chest. What was

but I was deter

's wrong?" I asked , my heart racing. "It's not just the wound," she said, her voice barely above a whisper. "There's something e

ll run down my spine. "What do you mean?" I asked,

" she said. "Your father was poisoned before he was even struck wit

e. Poisoned? Before the sword figh

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