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Chapter 45

Ancient times before now, Ayenireti had always had one hero or the other that faithfully

sacrificed their lives, fought countless battles, plundered countless lands, claimed

countless spoils. But it's now different, the enemies has found the only way to conquer

unity: TREACHERY, and another bastard: GOSSIP.

Emi entered into the Kings personal chamber, and prostrated flat before him, a

means of homage. The only source of light in the chamber was a little window directly

above the Kings bed, barely enough to allow a child pass through.

"You sent for me" Emi said still laying flat on the floor

The King's room, was decorated with historical ancient paintings, beads hanged on the

wall and neatly arranged traditional attires

Softly moving back and forth on the rocking chair, with an attractive horsetail in his

hands the King smiled broadly at Emi.

"Rise my Son"

From a tender age, Emi had caught the eye of the King. It's tradition, every Orphan were

the responsibility of the King, of which E
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