“A General, eh?”
“Are you out of your mind? You could’ve got it back, why did you let the Alpha do that?”
“I thought you’re a tough aggressive kind?”
I sighed. “I don’t either understand why I did that. My emotions took over me rather than my head.” My chin rested on my hands resting aboard a wooden rail in the mansion’s balcony. Still dumbfounded at what had happened a while ago. I already said the word and the Alpha considered my proposal. He had given me control of all remaining three legions in the garrison and the anterior force on the borders.
“I guess it is bet
“Great, you made it just on time,” Camilla reacted the second I opened the door. She gestured the thing on the balcony which I faced with my brow creasing. So, this is why the Lawin had come. Placed on top of the wooden railings was a satchel, a simple normal-like one with a silver Sinandaya’s emblem pinned on the lock.“Looks like the sender made sure it was opened only by you.” Only a nod was what I answered before brushing past her and to the balcony. The satchel has two buttons, one with the emblem and the other with emerald stones. All the buckles were out of silver hence Edith and the others couldn’t touch it even if it was only a meter away.“It was from Feli
“What are you planning to do?” The door banged with the loud mad voice resonating from behind of it. My hands lowered sluggishly whilst my head gradually rotated to face him.“Some sort of general duties, Alpha,” I smiled casually and waltz candidly towards him now standing afore the slab. “There are few things is wanted to ask. Aside from that, I thought over bringing some allies to help will be a great advantage.” Diego cramped his eyes and stared at me like he was reading what was inside of my head. I guess I have to thank Edith for teaching me how to block mate links.“Troops from Sanguine and Daghum, including Mayari’s fourth platoon from Sinandaya will b
Third person’s POV Laxon University, 28 years ago “Do you know who she is?” asked a girl with a long hair striped blue. The boy just shook his head in reply and brushed past his dark curled hair back. No matter how much he wants to erase the reality in his head, he couldn’t deny how strong the attraction he has towards the girl with short hair tied up. Her chiseled nose and rosy cheeks were alluring him to step forward and move closer to the large rock the girl was leaning. On her hands was a book she was flipping and scanning frustratedly. “Oh really? Come one, Diego. You’ve been staring at her for hours.” “Could you stop annoying me, Soleil?” &
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“Don’t let go, we have to escape from here,” the lady in a hooded green cloak yelled as she held a man’s hand so clinch. Her hair was dripping water. Her royal-like crimson red dress and the jewels on her neck topped up her aristocratic status.“But there is no other way out, Adira,” replied a man in simple commoner clothes. Bearing the oceanic-blue orbs and chiseled jaw. He’s all covered with mud and splash of paints and blood.“The Senate will kill you if we still stay here! And I am not letting that happen, I will not let you die.” Her stares and gape were so serious and austere darting towards him. She continued running and dragging the man behind her inside the dark muddy tunnel. Outside was rain pouring hard and seems to have no plans on pausing for a moment
“To be a great leader, acknowledge your boundaries. Study your tactic and focus on defenses,” echoed a man’s voice inside her head. Whilst, the lady taking a step one after another fearlessly clanged the two swords on her hands and sprang a distance away from her now unconscious opponent. Her exposed waist tensed up more, revealing her burning core as her hands clasped the hild tighter.“Ending our annual tournament, we shall witness an epic battle between two remaining cadets,” announced Sarjao, the university’s leading professor. “Win or lose, dead or alive, only one of you will pass!” The red signal was raised between her and another anonymous opponent, parting the wide heavy
Death… is never evitable. Life has started the sprout. And then when it blossoms and reaches the end, they’re sent to death. That’s why they called them best of friends. “What would you want to be your reward, Gaia?” His voice reverberates inside my head. It still sounds euphonious even if it’s only a memory. “Balaraw. Hand me a dagger that is winged with a symbol of nobility and a warrior. I want it to be finely-worked with precious metals and ivory.” A tear fell down and blotted the cream color of the ivory handle. My fingers simply glided it away as I pulled the blade off from its sheath. &nbs
Adira’s POV“How many had Sinandaya sent?” I asked Tyler, Sinandaya’s second-in-command, while I stand on the military camp reserves’ portion.“Five platoons under His Highness’ order,” he answered with his hands crossed behind him. Right, from the moment Sinandaya has been brought back on Claveria’s map and its existence to the other territories’ eyes, Felipe Homura finally was crowned as the prince regent and should’ve been formally Sinandaya’s Emperor if it weren’t because of me who pulled another war. If it weren’t because of Tyler, I couldn’t have known the reason why Felipe left abruptly.“Does it in
Third person’s POV The blasting of the cannons, the yells and screams of bleeding hearts full of strong desire to grasp justice and stability, are all gone. The field that had once grown vast seas of dandelions now was covered in crimson blood. Cruelty, deceit, and wondrous bloodshed. Killing and rivalry had never left the world. His eyes were like raging seas, his every step closer and nearer to where the subject is was like thunder meeting the ground. The fire had been ignited and there was no turning back.“We met again,” he spoke. Amidst the dark skies with only the shine of the
“I’m not gonna shut unless you tell me what happened at the field,” I irritatedly replied when she again yelled at me to shut up. But still, she didn’t answer what I ask for and darted me a glare before taking it back to the tiny creature he was holding. “I’m not a good storyteller. Just do ask your good friend when he comes back later.” My eyes automatically rolled and lay my back on a standing pillow as I sip from a glass of blood. Then she suddenly talked, starting a decent conversation perhaps.“Do you have a name for him?” I shook my head and flung a plain stare at the sleeping baby in
Third person’s POV*Sinandaya; A week before Diego had left Abberant pack for the convocation in Shadowstone“It seems like you want to find something.” Snow is falling so hard. The windows are all shut tight except for the door that slammed open from the outside. In came a woman zipping her leather jacket. Her hair was untied and messed up flowing with the wind.“I know you,” blurted the man sitting on a single-seater couch facing the lighted fireplace. Her hair with a streak of crimson red settled on her shoulder when she tied it slowly as her feet approaches the man with a tied dark brunette hair.“So, you get cold too? Didn&rsqu
“What? They’re declaring what?” I almost tip over when one of Mayari’s team suddenly flashed down from the front carrying a sealed letter. And Pinansey-angan’s attack was stopped unanticipatedly.“Ceasefire, General. They want to pause temporarily.” My brows furrowed even more that I snatched the letter from her. But instead of a decent group of words, what’s written was a bunch of meaningless ones. ‘The Senate’s judgment.’“Why should I care about the Senate’s judgment?” I muttered irately with my fist clenching the piece of paper.
“The princess regent of Daghum committed the most ridiculous thing during a war. Hmm, never have expected that,” Marco casually commented as his eyes travel meters towards the enemies’ side. It’s almost set. Only a few more hours and the sun will be buried in the east, the signal for them to attack.“For now, we should leave her case for tomorrow. We have a problem that much needed our attention than hers. Do you two have something in mind?” I questioned them. Mayari talked and pointed Daghum’s army on the far corner of the frontier’s first line of defense. “What happens to them? I don’t think they will be under our control, now that their commander had left.”
Being told about my pathetic chronicle, Mayari shut silent about the Abberant’s side and didn’t ask any more questions. Except these two; the current beta of Sanguine and the princess regent of Daghum, trying to crack the shell.“I am warning you, Lady. If you dare step in my way, I’m gonna kill you.”“Oh, really? As if you can approach me, not even an inch, lowl!”“What? Do you think you’re that difficult to slit?” Since these two entered the tent for the convocation, they’re like cat and dog trying to kill each other in quarreling. One’s defending Abberant and the other against his side.
“Gaia!” Mayari blurted, eyeing the black stallion I’m in. Edith’s right, they’re all in here. Abberant’s main frontier, specifically in the fallen first and second lines of defense, was now retained by three divisions; Daghum, Sanguine, and Mayari’s platoon.“I need the plan,” I opened. Leaping down the horse and walking towards Mayari. A sword was on her side and attached to her leather-like chest plate were clusters of tiny daggers and blades, and if I would guess, it was not only secret weapons that were resting inside every clutch but of other useful things like pieces of cloth and perhaps tablets. “The&mda