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The Empress’s Palace was in an uproar. Things were breaking, and screams rang through the halls. Empress Katarina sat serenely in the greenhouse, sipping her tea. Her expression remained calm, as if she heard none of the chaos around her. Only the maids and attendants looked pale, dreading the disaster that was about to come. Bang! Someone kicked the door open. Such a rude intrusion into the Empress’s resting place was nothing short of treason. It was a crime that could easily be punished by…-
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Yasin looked up at Yudit and spoke. “When I heard my husband had died, I couldn’t believe it. But when I saw the body… strangely, I felt—r-relieved. I wanted to jump up and down, to run. And when I found out he tried to kill Your Highness…” Yasin’s body tensed. His eyes blazed with fury. “I felt like… I should’ve been the one to kill him. I should’ve done it myself. Because I didn’t, Your Highness…” “Yasin, that’s not true. I’m sorry to say it, but there was…
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Yudit’s cheeks flushed red at Khalid’s words. “And it’s also a matter of decorum. Until you’ve properly stabilized it, don’t even think about going outside.” “…Alright.” Among both Alphas and Omegas, regardless of social rank, letting one’s pheromones leak unchecked was considered extremely crude behavior. For Omegas, it was also a dangerous one. An Alpha could lose control and attack. Alphas, too, were expected to restrain themselves—it was common decency, since their…
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At the Emperor’s question, Khalid’s expression shifted—subtly, but unmistakably. The Emperor fixed him with a sharp gaze, scrutinizing his every detail: his breath, his pupils, the twitch of his fingers, the shape of his lips. Then Khalid lowered his gaze slightly and spoke. “I am merely doing everything I can to help him live a little longer, Your Majesty.” It was an appropriate answer. It didn’t seem like a lie. The Emperor let out a satisfied smile—but he wasn’t ready to relax just…
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The Emperor stroked his beard and asked Khalid, “You’re nobility too. You could carry out an immediate execution. Why insist on asking me?” He asked as if teasing, even though he knew full well the culprit wasn’t someone Khalid could execute. As expected, Khalid replied smoothly. “Prince Yudit was injured while faithfully participating in a contest Your Majesty hosted. He is also Your Majesty’s son and holds a rightful claim to the throne. For that reason, I believe it is more…
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At Khalid’s scathing remark, Diego bit his lip, wounded pride flashing in his eyes. “We have little to our name. Wouldn’t that mean we fall easily even to the smallest breeze?” “That all you have to say?” “Whatever you ask of us, we will do our best as free people.” As a disciple of Aldrich, it was the best answer he could give. Khalid, no longer interested in wordplay, finally spoke. “I’ll give you ships. Not ones that will sink before reaching the Empire’s edge, but…
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“My prince is the kind of man who’d say he’d rather be an alpha than become a dominant omega.” “You two share a close bond, don’t you? It’s possible that, subconsciously, His Highness wished to be someone who would match Your Grace—a dominant alpha.” “Hmm, a plausible theory. What’s the third?” The physician hesitated, which was rare for her, then continued. “A powerful shock. When someone experiences death, or something close to it, every cell and nerve in the body…
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Yudit clenched his teeth so hard he thought they might shatter, trying with all his strength not to scream. “……!” The burning heat that began in his calf spread through his entire body. Pain twisted his limbs, but Yudit forced himself to take slow, deep breaths and accept the agony. Then, step by step, he pressed on—climbing higher up the cliff. Thank the heavens it was dark. If it had been daylight, he would’ve been riddled with arrows by now. With a desperate hope that no more arrows…
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At Yudit’s words, Shane bit down on his lips. “Your Highness need only think of surviving. Even if I were in the opposite position, I would have told you to leave me behind.” Shane would’ve meant that. But Yudit couldn’t do the same. Even through his throbbing headache, Yudit was desperately thinking of a way to save Huyan. His mind raced. It didn’t take long to find an answer. “Huyan is royalty of Herut. If he dies here, it might lead to war. And I won’t be able to avoid…
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But there was no one nearby but the guards and the weapon smith. ‘Must’ve been my imagination.’ As Yudit tilted his head in doubt, the referee once again signaled the start of the match. Yudit turned his eyes back to the arena. This time, in a rare outcome, a commoner emerged victorious. Though his swordplay was rough, it had a sharp edge—he was likely a mercenary rather than an ordinary man. A roar erupted from the crowd—perhaps he was somewhat famous among the common folk. The man with a…
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