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re hallway. My heart raced with fear and disbelief. I had been falsely accused of killing my sister a
didn't stop, heartlessly dragging me towards the arena where a massive crowd
o throw things at me, even in the presence of such an unjust spectacle. Alya, my wolf companion, had fal
eated arrogantly on his throne, his gaze fixed intensely upon me. Hatred surged within me whenever
ng with venom and hatred as he locked his eyes on me. "She is the reason my Queen, Elizabeth, a
failed me. All I could do was glare a
creamed, their furious
ars streamed down my face as my body trembled. Was this
nster who killed my wife and child. She shall become a slave. My personal slave. She will do whatever I te
ns do you have in store for me? Slowly, the crowd began to accept his judgment, and jubilant shouts filled the air
t starts now," he commanded, rising from his throne and walking
ded to do to me, but if the rumors about his ruthlessness were true, my life was irrevocably