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Chapter 31 - Her ResolveTanner leaned forward, his expression serious. “There is no easy answer, Your Majesty. But we need to consider all our options. Revealing Georgia’s existence at the Assembly could solidify your position, and show the others that you have a powerful ally by your side. But it could also provoke an attack, a direct challenge.”The room fell into a contemplative silence, the only sound the crackling of the fire in the hearth. Maxton’s mind raced as he weighed the options before him. He had always been a ruler who prided himself on his strength, and his ability to make tough decisions. But this… this was different. Georgia was different. He could not make hasty decisions without considering all options. He must prevent any loopholes in his plans for Georgia, and minimize the risk as much as possible. “She is not just a weapon,” Maxton said quietly, more to himself than to Tanner. “She is… more than that.”Tanner watched him carefully, sensing the internal conflict

Chapter 33 - It Has BeganThe grand conference hall of the Assembly of Sovereigns was a unique blend of old world elegance and modern sophistication. High ceilings adorned with crystal chandeliers illuminated the room, casting a warm glow over the polished marble floors and intricately carved wooden walls. Long tables, made of dark mahogany, were arranged in a circular fashion, each place marked with a flag representing the different regions and royal families.The royals began to arrive, each entrance accompanied by a wave of murmured voices and the subtle click of heels on the marble floor. Their attire was as varied as their personalities, a reflection of the traditions and cultures of their respective regions. The Alpha King of the Northern Region, Janoer, entered first, dressed in a sleek black suit with a fur lined collar, his presence commanding as always. His guards followed closely behind, dressed in uniforms of deep forest green, the emblem of a wolf’s head embroidered on th

Chapter 35 - Realization RevelationThe night was thick with tension as Maxton, Tanner, and their three advisors drove through the winding roads of the Western Region, heading towards the safe house that was connected through a series of underground tunnels of the palace and the King’s manor, a kilometer or more distance that the survivors from the attack had run to escape.As they approached the safe house, hidden deep within the dense forests on the edge of the Western Region’s borders, the car's headlights cut through the darkness, illuminating the thick canopy of trees that concealed the fortress. The hidden sanctuary had been a closely guarded secret for generations since built during the reign of Maxrem Bergmont, a place of last resort in times of dire need. Tonight, it had become a refuge for those who had survived the brutal assault on the palace and manor.The safe house called Bergwire was a grand structure, its stone walls blending seamlessly with the rocky landscape. It was

Chapter 37 - The Transfer“Get in the truck,” Maxton uttered, pushing Farhad to go with the next batch of people they were transferring. To stay in the region was risky, there was a huge chance that Harrion and Andor Bergmont knew about the safe house, but even if they were initially unaware of it, someone in the palace could be compelled, forced to spill the information about it. They could not take that risk. Hence, the moment King Regulus of the South had responded positively to their plea for help, he immediately sent assistance to their location after several exchanges of messages. Tonight, they will be transferred to the Southern region through the borders where the Haonen River passes, several boats were waiting for their arrival.“You Majesty, you should go now for your safety, Harrion’s men are already closing in the area, sooner or later, they will

Chapter 39 - Awaken: I Should Be Dead!Harrion Bergmont strode through the corridors to the palace’s medical facility, his footsteps echoing ominously against the cold, marble floors. The days had turned into weeks, and now weeks into months, yet Georgia remained unconscious. What was supposed to be a simple injury — a slashed wrist and forearms — did not justify this prolonged state of unconsciousness. The longer she remained unresponsive, the more suspicious he became.As he approached Georgia’s room, Harrion’s eyes narrowed. He knew something was not right. He had given strict orders to keep her alive, and there was no logical reason for her to still be unconscious. His grip on the Bloodstone Amulet tightened, the dark veins on his arm pulsating slightly as he fought to keep his anger in check.He pushed open the door to Georgia’s room, his gaze immediately locking onto Dr. Reid, who was adjusting the IV drip attached to her arm. The doctor’s face was drawn, and there was a flicker