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The Kings Captive CHAPTER 16 : THE APPARITIONS PREMONITION
I was in a deep sleep, embroiled in a dream so real I could almost feel the coarse and grainy texture of the earth in my paws. My heart pounded in my ribcage as I charged forward, claws raised above my head and ready for a violent slash, the blood of my enemies soiling the battlefield. I was a wolf—a creature of power, fangs bared hideously in defiance against men who sought to bring me down. Their shrieks pervaded the air, but I was not frightened by them. I was their equal, if not their superior.A sudden silence ensuedA ghost—or, an apparition—appeared, levitating in mid air and Her grainy form gleamed despite my misty vision in the dream. She had no defined form save for her blond hair that flailed in the air just a vague silhouette, her voice was however lucid.The apparition said, its voice almost a whisper: "Do not fail to remember who you are. The change you desire is in your hands - never forget that.”Her words played like a recurring medley in my head as a jarring sound
Last Updated : 2024-10-11The Kings Captive CHAPTER 17 : A TIMELY RESOLUTION
I was thrown into a poorly lit cell located in the basement of the castle. Watched by two armed guards, I sat on the only piece of furniture in the dingy space which was a bed, contemplating.I wondered how long I would remain here, looking depressed and gloomy. I recalled the events of the day. Disappointed but yet delighted I stood my ground against the Alpha King.Suddenly, I could hear the faint echo of footsteps coming from a distance. Curiosity piqued, I craned my head towards the direction of the footsteps and then Ryan Myers came to a halt to my cell. He expressed an indifferent face.Although I was glad to see him, I did not express it.The guards opened the bars, allowing him to walk into my cell where I sat, dejected.“I thought we had gotten over this ?” he said, his eyes fixed intently on me.I remained quiet, not uttering a word. I stared at him with a look of disdain.“You seen not to heed my advise. Even while fortune is smiling is at you, you have repeatedly defied yo
Last Updated : 2024-10-12The Kings Captive CHAPTER 18 : A REVERSAL OF FORTUNE
Pushing the double glass doors open, I squinted through the dim lights of the pub. The air was thick with the acrid smell of stale ale and smoke that clouded the space like a boiler room.Ryan had promised to come but I had to be patient to catch a glimpse of him. It appeared he hated the spotlight.True to my expectation, he was huddled at a corner, concealed partially by the shadow. The areas surrounding his left arm and parts of his chest were captured by the poor light of the space.I made my way to his table and slid wordlessly by him.He glanced up at me, his eyes cold, calculating. Ryan wasn’t a friend—never had been. He was more like a shadow, always lurking, always knowing more than he should."Vera," he said, his voice low but sharp, "She’s in the King’s holding cell."I felt my chest tighten. The King wasn’t merciful. Anyone who defied him was met with punishment, and Vera… I knew she wouldn’t bow down, not even to save herself. The thought of what they might do to her claw
Last Updated : 2024-10-12The Kings Captive CHAPTER 19 : THE SECOND WARNING
The jarring clank of the cell gates awakened me. The sound of clopping shoe soles and the muffled conversation between Lorna and the guard followed as the sequence of sounds which I was getting accustomed to, continued unabated.She walked to me and deftly set about unlocking my shackles."Good morning Vera. The Queen wished to see you,' she said in a low but firm voice.I rubbed my wrists once they were free. The ache from days of confinement, lingering. My mind raced. Annalise wanted to see me? Now? In this state?“Why?” I asked, but Lorna only gave me a sideways glance. She motion"The Queen is waiting at the patio, near the pool."Reluctantly, I rose to my feet. My legs shaky from lack of use.Reluctantly, I rose to my feet. My legs were shaky from lack of use. I accompanied Lorna through the winding corridors. The castle was bustling with the faint sounds of guards and servants drifting through its halls. We walked into the warm glow of early morning light. The scent of jasmine
Last Updated : 2024-10-13The Kings Captive CHAPTER 20 A VERBAL DUEL
At the entrance of my cell, a trio of guards stopped me."The King demands your presence in the grand hall," said one of them, his hand digging deep in my arm. The meeting with Queen Annalise was devoid of any tension, but with King Sylvester, it was going to be mind wrecking.I was led to the grand hall that sprawled extensively. A sturdy and long table dominated the carvenous space. Three elders were seated around the table. Their countenances were stern and it made my gut tighten. I breathed out, getting ready for the volcano that was about to erupt.With a low, sharp voice, King Sylvester declared, "Your actions have been despicable." I have been forgiving and understanding in spite of it. My attempts to connect seem to be encountering severe opposition.I preferred to hold my breath and drop my gaze, remaining still. It appeared my silence irritated King Sylvester and an intense rage burned in his eyes. This prompted him to spring to his feet and pace around the hall. His face co
Last Updated : 2024-10-13The Kings Captive CHAPTER 21 : A TASTE OF FREEDOM
I shook my head, my anger building. "I didn't do anything improper. I simply— “My throat tightened at the words. Even the things I was attempting to say had escaped me. Nothing seemed to make sense.For a brief moment, Lorna's eyes softened—a rare sign of concern. She lowered herself to look at me. “What you believe to be right or incorrect is not relevant here. It has to do with surviving. You must choose your battles wisely, because at this point, you are losing them all.”Her response struck a deep chord with me, and I wanted to counter and correct her. I knew, though, that she wasn't. Sylvester wasn't who I had previously believed him to be. Yes, he was still a monarch, but he had evolved into a despot and a power broker.And there I was, entangled in his web, trying yet failing to release myself. "So what now? Do you want me to comply? obey each and every order?” I questioned sharply, my voice trembling with rage.With a hardened expression once more, Lorna got up. "Vera, I want
Last Updated : 2024-10-14The Kings Captive CHAPTER 22: THE GRAND CONSPIRACY
I strode through the town's winding streets, feeling the cool night air pierce his skin. Thoughts of what was ahead raced through my head, but I maintained his steady pace. Beside him, silently, strode my ever faithful buddy Spock, his eyes searching their surroundings with the accuracy of someone on alert all the time.Tonight was our covert operation, and I knew it would either bring him freedom or ruin. With dark lights flickering from the windows and strange shadows on the cobblestone floor, the bar loomed ahead. The familiar smell of roasted meat and stale ale assaulting my senses. It was the kind of place where allegiances changed with the tides and secrets like the ones we were about to discuss were revealed under the pretense of intoxication.Even though I had been there before, something felt off tonight. Higher stakes were involved.The pub inside was just as he remembered it: packed, boisterous, and reeking of wine spills and smoke. While some sat slumped over tables and mu
Last Updated : 2024-10-14The Kings Captive CHAPTER 23 : THE IDENTITY
VERA’S POV:I emerged from the shadows of my cell and entered the dimly lit hallway adorned with torches. A shudder ran up my spine as I felt the familiar chill of the stone floor beneath my bare feet. I knew where we were going; the soldiers surrounded me, their expressions expressionless. The summons from King Sylvester was never auspicious. His obsession with my defiance had turned into a never-ending curse. His playground was The Pit, a brutal and bloodthirsty sight, and I was his favorite puppet.The air grew heavier with the stink of death, metal, and sweat as we descended deeper into the Pit. A thunderous cacophony of audience roars assailed my senses. I narrowed my eyes in response to the intense light filling the arena.The booming voice of King Sylvester reverberated against the stone walls. "Vera, welcome to your another endeavour. I order you to transform and demonstrate your value."My heart ached, but I realised there was no point in resisting. I shut my eyes and conce
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The Kings Captive CHAPTER 112 : KNIGHTS IN THE MAKING
VERA'S POVThe warm sunlight streaming through the windows of the small cottage highlighted the joyful atmosphere of our little family's lunch gathering. Kevin, Astrid, Apollo, and I sat around the wooden table, laughing and chatting as we savored the delicious meal Sophia, my boss at the bakery, had packaged for us in a box as a token of her benevolence. Kevin, ever the attentive listener, asked the twins about their morning's adventure, and they eagerly shared stories of their exploration of the nearby woods. I smiled, watching my children's faces light up with excitement, feeling grateful for this peaceful moment amidst the chaos that had been brewing in our lives.As we finished our meal, Kevin's expression turned serious, and he leaned in, his voice low. "I have some news," he said, his eyes locking onto mine. "I received a message yesterday from my guys, I mean my childhood friends back at the castle. It seems that Sylvester, Uncle Ryan, and Sigurd are at war, each vying for co
The Kings Captive Chapter 111 : SHOCK AND PAIN
(VERA’s POV)The guards watched in awe as the two men fought on, their swords clashing in a flurry of steel and sparks. It was a duel for the ages, a battle of strength and skill that would only end with one man standing.As the duel raged on, it seemed that neither man could gain the upper hand. They were evenly matched, their swords striking each other with a force that sent shockwaves through the air.But slowly, Sigurd began to gain the advantage. His sword sliced through Briggs' defenses, striking him with precision and skill. Briggs stumbled backward, his eyes wide with fear as he realized he was beaten.And then, in a final, desperate bid to turn the tide of the duel, Briggs lunged forward, his sword flashing in the light of the throne room. Sigurd parried the blow, his own sword striking Briggs with a force that sent him crashing to the ground.As Briggs lay there, his eyes wide with shock and pain, Sigurd stood over him, his sword raised for the killing blow. And with a swift
The Kings Captive CHAPTER 110 : CLASH
(VERA’s POV)As the two armies clashed, the battle raged on for hours. Sigurd fought bravely, his sword slicing through the enemy ranks with deadly precision. Grimbold fought by his side, his axe swinging in great arcs as he cut down anyone who dared to get too close."Sigurd, we need to push forward!" Grimbold shouted above the din of battle. "We can't let them gain the upper hand!"Sigurd nodded, his eyes scanning the battlefield. "I see Uncle Ryan's standard," he said. "Let's make a push for it. If we can take out Uncle Ryan, we might be able to break their morale."Grimbold grinned, his eyes gleaming with excitement. "Let's do it!" he shouted, charging forward into the fray.As they fought their way through the enemy ranks, Sigurd and Grimbold finally reached Uncle Ryan's standard. But to their surprise, Uncle Ryan was not alone. He was surrounded by a group of heavily armed guards, who looked like they would stop at nothing to defend their leader."Uncle Ryan, you're a hard man t
The Kings Captive CHAPTER 109 : THE WAR RAGES ON
(VERA’s POV)But the woman's next words were ominous. "However, the lion will not last as the king of the jungle," she said, her eyes glinting with a knowing light. "A new power will rise, and the balance of power will shift."Sigurd's face was set with determination. "I will not let that happen," he said, his voice firm and resolute. "I will fight to the death to defend my kingdom and my people."Meanwhile, Sylvester was experiencing a terrifying dream. He saw himself choking in his own blood, his eyes bulging out of his head as he struggled to breathe.Sylvester woke up with a start, his heart racing with fear. He was drenched in sweat, and his sheets were tangled around his legs."What's wrong, my lord?" Victor asked, rushing to Sylvester's side.Sylvester's face was twisted with fear. "I had a dream," he said, his voice shaking. "I saw myself choking in my own blood."Victor's face was expressionless. "It's just a dream, my lord," he said. "It doesn't mean anything. It could be a
The Kings Captive CHAPTER 108 :GAME OF THRONES
(VERA’s POV)They knew that the road ahead would be difficult, but they were ready. They were ready to fight for their freedom, for their rights, and for their very lives.As the three leaders - Sylvester, Sigurd, and Uncle Ryan - began to gather their forces and prepare for war, the kingdom was thrown into chaos. The people were caught in the middle, unsure of what the future held or which leader to support.The air was thick with tension, and the sense of unease was palpable. Everyone knew that war was coming, and no one knew who would emerge victorious.As the darkness gathered, the kingdom held its breath, waiting for the battle to begin. But for now, the three leaders simply watched and waited, in full guard and alert, each one waiting for the others to make the first move...******As the days passed by, the tension in the kingdom continued to build. Sylvester, Sigurd, and Uncle Ryan were all gathering their forces, preparing for the battle that was to come. One man sought to pu
The Kings Captive CHAPTER 107 : FIGHT
(VERA’s POV)Sigurd nodded, his mind racing with thoughts and strategies. "I agree," he said. "Let's gather as much information as we can and then make our move."The room fell silent, each of Sigurd's allies lost in their own thoughts. They knew that the road ahead would be difficult, but they were ready. They were ready to follow Sigurd into battle, to fight for their freedom and their rights.As they sat there, a loud noise echoed through the castle, followed by the sound of shouting and clashing steel. Sigurd's eyes snapped towards the door, his hand on the hilt of his sword."What's going on?" he asked, his voice low and urgent.Grimbold got up and went to the door, peeking outside. "It's Goro and his men," he said. "They're attacking a group of rebels."Sigurd's face was grim. "It's starting," he said. "Sylvester's making his move."The room fell silent, each of Sigurd's allies lost in their own thoughts. They knew that the battle was coming, and they were ready. They were ready
The Kings Captive CHAPTER 106 : KINGS ON A CHESSBOARD
(VERA’s POV)But little did Sylvester know, the tide of public opinion was beginning to turn against him. More and more people were beginning to see him for what he truly was: a cruel and ruthless tyrant.And as the resistance continued to spread their message of hope and freedom, the people of the kingdom began to rally behind Sigurd and his allies.***Sylvester's face was twisted with rage and desperation as he paced back and forth in his throne room. His guards and Victor stood before him, waiting for his orders."We need to crush this rebellion once and for all," Sylvester spat, his voice venomous. "I want you to round up every suspected rebel and throw them in the dungeons. I want you to make examples of them, to show the people what happens when you dare to defy me."Victor nodded, his face expressionless. "Yes, my lord," he said. "We will see to it immediately."Meanwhile, Sigurd and his followers were busy making their own plans. They knew that they had to act quickly, before
The Kings Captive CHAPTER 105 : TENSION ARISING
(VERA’S POV)The guards and advisors nodded in agreement, their faces set with determination. Sylvester smiled, feeling a sense of satisfaction and power."I want you all to know that I will stop at nothing to crush our enemies," Sylvester said."I will use every trick in the book, every tactic and strategy at my disposal. And I will not rest until Sigurd and his followers are defeated and destroyed."The guards and advisors cheered, their voices echoing off the stone walls of the throne room. Sylvester smiled, feeling a sense of pride and power.But as he looked out at his loyal followers, Sylvester couldn't shake the feeling that something was off. He couldn't shake the feeling that there was a traitor in their midst, someone who was secretly working against him.Sylvester's eyes narrowed, his mind racing with suspicion and paranoia. He knew that he had to be careful, that he had to watch his back at all times.And so, with a sense of caution and unease, Sylvester began to make his
The Kings Captive CHAPTER 104 : THE PROTÉGÉ 'S REBELLION
(VERA’s POV)He knew that eliminating Sigurd wouldn't be easy. He was a strong young warrior, hefty and known for winning wars. Someone who was called Sigurd the hound by his kinsmen because of his ferocity at taking down opponents. He was well-liked and respected by the people, and he had a loyal following among the guard. But Sylvester was determined to crush him, to eliminate him as a threat to his rule.As he paced, Sylvester's eyes fell on a large map of the kingdom that hung on the wall. He studied it intently, his mind racing with strategies and tactics.He knew that Sigurd would likely gather his allies and prepare to defend himself. But Sylvester was confident that he could outmaneuver him, that he could crush him and his followers once and for all.With a cold, calculating smile, Sylvester continued to pace and plan, his mind consumed by his desire for power and revenge.Meanwhile, in a secret underground chamber deep in the heart of the kingdom, Sigurd was gathering his own
