“No one can have access into this palace without being seen,” his second in command answered with a deep frown when Monike told him that he suspected someone had sneaked into the palace. If that really happened, it was a very big disgrace towards his authority.But what if it was really the case?“I’m sure there is,” Monike insisted with a frown, and then he continued, “Anyway, to be on the safe side, we need to increase security around the palace and be very vigilant.”His second in command nodded in understanding.With the task fixed, they made sure to check every person coming in and every person leaving this place.We cannot allow what happened to our boss Jackeline to happen again, Monike thought to himself with conviction.From a far, Gray could see how tight the security was that night. He was looking at everything with deep seriousness and concern. The more he looked, the more he rea

The next morning when they had all gotten out safely, by coincidence, they met near the water stream.“Why didn’t you tell me that it was him?” Esther angrily asked while looking at her brother’s reddened eyes. She was so worried that moment and could only vent it on his brother of her. This was really unacceptable! She felt betrayed.“What would you have done? Father isn’t going to listen to you plead my case just like he wouldn’t have listened to you,” Yasike answered.“It doesn’t matter. I should have known,” Esther said.She was upset, perhaps more than she had been, when she had broken to Gray the message about her marriage proposal.Sindro and Gray approached the siblings and told them that it wasn’t the time to fight.“We still need each other. It is better if we stay together,” Gray said.“I’m sorry. I had wanted to tell you the tru

Silence. Silence. Silence. She thought it was over, but surprisingly, it hadn’t been.King Ozo kind of understood her and said her responsibility then was to the Yosundo kingdom, and that was what she ought to focus on.Jackeline’s murderer had revealed that with the help of her twin brother, they had decided to seek vengeance against Jackeline, who had made their mother forget them. They knew that killing Jackeline would hurt her the most.The truth was out, and it was decided that Jackeline’s step-siblings would be imprisoned for life.The day of the final tournament was fast approaching. Gray was ready and not ready.He would be fighting against Sindro, and he felt that even the powers of the goddess would not help him.His consolation somehow was the fact that Sindro was gay and that he would not have an interest in Esther.“Maybe he will publicly announce he is gay, and the king will announce

Yasike was in the field, perhaps also hoping that Sindro would appear from nowhere and that his plan would work.“Where is Sindro?” the crowd asked when they started getting bored.“Maybe he is afraid of this guy and has decided to withdraw from the tournament,” some said.“That would never happen. Sindro is so fearless and courageous,” another villager chipped in.“If he is, then why is he? Isn’t he here to get done with this once and for all,” others said.The quiet crowd was now full of mummers, everyone having their own version of why Sindro wasn’t in the field yet.They were still talking when they heard the whistle blow. They turned to look, but it was only Gray in the field yet.Then they saw it. At first, they thought that he was going down to announce the end of the tournament.The king was leaving his throne and walking directly towards where Gray was.

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