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In this gripping mystery/thriller novel, Damien and Bethy's love story transcends time, fueled by faith and bound together by fate. But their destiny is entwined in a sinister gam...
I whimpered as I found myself inside a room filled with two familiar figures from my last nightmare.
My body felt heavy and sore. It was aching with blazing pain, yet I couldn't pinpoint where it hurt
At first, I was terrified as to how I ended up in a light dimmed room with two strangers, the room looked ancient and it didn't take a genius to figure out that it belonged to a royal or someone in high status, considering the marble floor, golden light torches hung up on the wall and the beautifully craved paintings.
To my suprise, they couldn't see me, hear me, or even sense my presence. It was like i was just there, and i felt stuck in a bubble of memory, one that i couldn't tamper or alter with.
"Are you still upset?"
The man asked as a look of nervousness masked his features.
The lady was silent for a few seconds till she murmured in a small voice.
"I just don't want you to fight."
He released a deep sigh upon hearing her words and moved closer to her as he gently cupped her cheeks in his large arms.
"Bethy, I have to, they're trying to take the throne away from me and I have to show them who I truly am, that I am capable, strong and brave enough to rule this kingdom right, and I definitely have to put them in their place for what they said about you." The man said in a gruff tone.
"What they said about me?" She asked as her eyebrows pulled into a deep frown.
"Is that what all this is about? Are you fighting for me? If so, please stop this. You don't have to, I don't want you risking your life for me." She said breathlessly, and from the way she looked, it was as though she's been in a delima, i could tell that she was close to breaking down in tears
"Baby, take a deep breath." The man said while rubbing soothing circles on her back in a circular motion.
For a moment, I felt like I was intruding into their personal space, so I tried to shut my eyes and look away, but it was impossible. I just couldn't close my eyes or move my body.
"Just be careful, okay? and please don't get hurt, for my sake." She requested.
"I'll try." He said.
She reached forward to peck his right cheek gently before pulling away.
.....
I was shuffled into another loop, which looked entirely different from the previous one.
Weirds mantras were being chanted over a huge, spacious field as the man whom I recognised to be Damien stood in the centre of a large fenced up wall, the place was designed like a studio, just that this looked ancient and gave out an eerie vibe.
There were bloods on the scrapped walls, and bones were littered across the field.
"Only one man shall live One flesh shall stand And the true king will rule. You fight till death unless if one of the opponents accepts defeat."
A man's voice echoed throughout the field.
"Good luck to our future king!" Was chorosed from all angles.
Damien took a fighting stance while standing patiently as he closed his eyes.
I was confused as to what was happening till another man came out of nowhere in a flash and slung his sword towards Damien's head.
A gasp tore it's way through my throat, but my shock was quickly replaced with an aggressive amount of relief as Damien dodged the attack with ease while bringing out his own sword in a sharp and precise movement.
Everything became a blur from there as the two men fought with their full strength, while Damien fought with a sense of calmness and determination to win, his opponent fought with aggressiveness and vile, almost as though he was fighting for more than just the throne.
Time seemed to pass by really fast as the once bright clouds became a dark shade of orange with a red hue to it
Blood was spilt from both sides, and a blade was cut deeply into Damien's left hand, which made him groan loudly in pain as he clutched the bleeding area.
That gave Maverick the upper hand, he aggressively swung his sword towards damiens neck, the crowds gasped lowdly and Bethy screamed in horror from amongst the sitting area of the royals, where the woman sat and watched the show unfold, just as the sword was about to slith Damiens neck, he rolled over and was saved by a flicker of time.
Damien immediately rose back to his feet, and the two were back to fighting for blood.
It took hours and it was clear that no one was willing to lose, Maverick started panting heavily as Damien slashed him deeply behind his back, he released a loud piercing sound as he crouched over in pain but Damien didn't give Maverick time to recover as he mercilessly severed his head from his body.
Maverick's head rolled on the floor as blood spilt on Damien. The battle ended when mavericks body fell with a loud thud.
"That was for my woman." Damien said as he dropped his sword and lightly limped towards the exit.
The crowd chorused his name.
The men hit their chest in a rhythmic sync, showing a sign of power and strength.
"At the end of the battle, we have our winner who still stands as our future king!, all hail king Damien!" The Annocer Said.
"All hail King Damien!"
"Long live king Damien!" Was said from all corners of the battle arena, and just like that on the 5th of April, Damien once again reclaimed the throne, but this time, he was declared as KING!
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