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Chapter 176: Plans and Intentions
TRISTAN:
“Brother, look out!”
I swerved to the right by mistake, which ended up being good as I had dodged a blow against my skull.
Livia and I had been fighting against the Blasted Ones for hours now, but they do not seem to be depleting. How in the world can the Apricus King call in this many of his men?
Worse of all, Livia’s state was getting worse and worse as time went by…
I hate to admit it, but I don’t think I could last fighting against them for a long time too.
I struggled to get on my feet, thinking of how wretched I was to have sent the one person I loved the most towards her death.
Memories of when I first saw Dahlia flashed by my head as I attacked one vampire after another.
Lady Dahlia Hurst – the gentle rose of the kingdom – the person people looked up to and envied…
My first thought was that such a person would be nothing more than a spoiled brat. She had been under the spotlight since she was yo
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Hello! Thank you so much for coming to this journey with me in Revenge of The Shadow Heir! I started this story with a completely different story arc in mind, and I can't believe I've already reached the end of Dahlia and Tristan's love story. I dedicate this novel to the person who inspired me to take on writing again (and write romance stories, which wasn't really the genre I honestly saw myself writing).Here's to more meaningful memories together, sweetie! :). And to all those who have ever dreamed of being a writer or of being anything else - chase that dream! You were made to lust after it for a purpose. Glory to God always! I might take some hiatus after this story, but I assure you this won't be the last I will write. Thanks a lot again, dearests, and happy reading! - Ellie Love -
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