All Chapters of The Kings Captive: Chapter 101 - Chapter 110

(VERA’s POV)And with that, Elara turned and disappeared into the shadows, leaving Sigurd to ponder the weight of her words. Those words were really weighty and worth pondering on to him.Sigurd stood there for a long time, lost in thought. Elara's words had struck a chord within him, and he couldn't shake off the feeling that he was at a crossroads.He thought about his loyalty to Sylvester, about the oaths he had sworn and the promises he had made. But he also thought about the suffering of the people, about the injustice and cruelty that Sylvester's rule had brought upon the kingdom.As Sigurd stood there, weighing his options and considering his next move, he heard a faint rustling in the bushes nearby. He turned to see a figure emerging from the shadows, a figure he recognized all too well.It was Victor, one of Sylvester's powerful Lycans and advisor, a man notorious for his cunning and ruthlessness. Victor's eyes narrowed as he approached Sigurd, his gaze piercing and suspiciou

(VERA’s POV)"... The time has come to take drastic measures to ensure the prosperity of our kingdom. As you are all aware, there are those who refuse to pay their taxes, who refuse to contribute to the well-being of our great nation."Sylvester's eyes narrowed, his gaze sweeping across the assembled guards."It is time for us to take action against these traitors," Sylvester continued. "It is time for us to show them the true meaning of power and obedience."Sigurd felt a sense of unease growing in the pit of his stomach as Sylvester's words hung in the air. He knew that the Alpha's intentions were far from pure, that he was using the tax issue as a pretext to crush any opposition to his rule."And so, I am placing the responsibility for enforcing this new policy in the hands of Sigurd," Sylvester said, his eyes glinting with malice. "I want him to lead the guard in rounding up those who refuse to pay their taxes, and to... eliminate them."The assembled guards nodded, their faces ex

(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

(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

(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