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Blood on the throne
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Two brothers, born in different destinies, for a warrior and a scholar, defy their fates. But for the throne, blood is spilled and ambition breeds betrayal. Yet fate is relentless and the dead do not rest for ever.
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Episode 1: Fractured Loyalties
The war was over, but the weight of its aftermath bore down on the soldiers like an iron yoke. They trudged through the blood-soaked plains, battered and exhausted, their armor dented and tarnished by the clash of steel. Some carried their wounded comrades on crude stretchers fashioned from shields and spears, while others leaned heavily on each other, every step a struggle.Panseke, the neighboring kingdom, had fallen, but the victory rang hollow. It was not a triumph born of glory but of necessity—land had been the prize, a stretch of fertile soil that both kingdoms claimed as their own.The soldiers walked in heavy silence, their faces etched with the kind of weariness that went beyond physical exhaustion. Whispers began to ripple through the ranks, quiet voices breaking through the oppressive quiet like fragile sparks in the dark.“Over land,” one soldier murmured, his voice tinged with bitterness. “We bled and died over land.”“Land that isn’t ours to till,” another added, shakin
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Blood on the throne EPISODE 79 – SHADOWS IN THE SILENCE
Scene 1 – A Rift Between Master and StudentKarmora’s night was alive with quiet sounds—the rustling of trees, the distant murmurs of late-night traders, the occasional bark of a stray hound. The sky stretched vast and dark, speckled with stars that barely outshone the flickering lanterns of the village. The streets were calm, but the air carried the weight of something unresolved.Jagaban stood at the edge of the path leading to Amara’s hut. His gaze was fixed ahead, watching as Zafar approached from the riverbank. The young warrior’s form was shrouded in exhaustion—his shoulders heavy, his sword dragging just slightly in his grip.But his eyes were sharp.He saw Jagaban. He knew he was there.And yet, he walked past without a word.Jagaban exhaled, then followed. His steps were slow, deliberate, as if giving Zafar a chance to acknowledge him. But the boy never did.Near the hut, Zafar halted. He didn’t turn around, but his hands clenched into fists.“What do you want?” His voice was
Last Updated : 2025-03-27Blood on the throne Episode 78 – Shadows of the Past
Scene 1 – Karmora Prepares for WarThe streets of Karmora carried a different kind of energy now. The usual buzz of merchants and craftsmen still filled the air, but beneath it, there was tension—an unspoken awareness that change was coming.Word had spread. Whispers in the taverns, quiet conversations in shadowed alleys—Jagaban was moving again.Inside his quarters, Jagaban sat at a wooden table, a dim lantern casting his silhouette against the walls. His hands, rough and scarred from years of war, traced an old map of Karmora and its surrounding lands. Small markings—some new, some from battles long past—covered its surface.He picked up a quill and began writing.Names. Locations. Call signs.Allies who had once stood beside him. Some had disappeared into the wind, some had sworn never to return to war. But war had returned to them.Crow entered without knocking, carrying a scroll under his arm. He tossed it onto the table. “Loans,” he muttered, as if the word alone left a bad tast
Last Updated : 2025-03-27Blood on the throne Episode 77: BLOODLINES REUNITED
Scene 1 – The Arrival of an Old SoulThe outskirts of Karmora were quieter at dawn, the night’s cold mist still clinging to the narrow streets. Merchants stirred in their stalls, setting out fruits, spices, and silks as early buyers shuffled past, their voices hushed. Horses whinnied in the distance, and the faint clang of a blacksmith’s hammer rang out, shaping iron under the rising sun.Wrapped in a hooded cloak, Elya moved through the crowd with careful steps, her heart pounding harder than her worn boots against the cobbled ground. Delani walked beside her, scanning the area like a hawk, ensuring they weren’t being followed.“This city breathes differently,” Elya murmured, taking in the rugged stone walls, the bustling markets, the lingering scent of roasted meat and damp earth.Delani smirked. “Karmora’s built on its people. They keep it alive, for better or worse.”Scene 1 – The Arrival of an Old Soul Elya’s grip tightened around the strap of the satchel slung over her shoulder
Last Updated : 2025-03-27Blood on the throne EPISODE 76:WHISPER IN THE SHADOWS
Scene 1 – Darius Tightens His Grip (The Hunt for Amara Grows Ruthless)The great hall of Otharion was colder than usual, despite the torches burning in the sconces. The air was thick, heavy with the scent of wax and burning wood, but even that did not mask the stench of blood that had been spilled just moments before.A noble’s lifeless body lay sprawled at the foot of the throne, his throat cut cleanly—a warning.Darius sat above it all, his expression carved from stone. He did not blink. He did not waver.Shakur stood at his side, as always, his face unreadable. The court was silent, nobles and commanders alike afraid to meet the king’s gaze.Finally, Darius spoke. His voice was calm, but laced with venom. “Double the spies again.”No one moved.Shakur cleared his throat. “They are already stretched across the lands, my king. Another expansion will leave us—”Darius turned his sharp eyes to him. “Are you questioning me, Shakur?”A beat of silence. Then Shakur bowed his head slightly
Last Updated : 2025-03-27Blood on the throne Episode 75: THE STORMS APPROACH
Scene 1 – Unseen ShadowsThe air in Karmora was still that night, but Crow felt it—the shift, the disturbance.From his perch on the watchtower, he scanned the distant outskirts, his eyes narrowing as he caught unfamiliar movements. The figures moved carefully, avoiding torchlight, their steps calculated.They weren’t ordinary men.Mercenaries? No. Spies.And not just any spies—they moved like royal operatives, trained to observe, to blend in.Crow’s fingers tapped against the hilt of his blade.He turned sharply, descending the watchtower with swift purpose. Jagaban needed to know.Crow didn’t hesitate. He descended swiftly, weaving through the narrow pathways until he reached Jagaban’s quarters.Inside, Jagaban sat at his desk, sharpening a dagger. He didn’t look up, but he knew.“You saw something,” he muttered.Crow exhaled, folding his arms. “Not something. Someone. Multiple. Spies.”Jagaban’s hands stilled for a brief moment.“Otharion?”Crow nodded. “Most likely. They’re statio
Last Updated : 2025-03-27Blood on the throne Episode 74-SHADOW IN MOTION
⸻Scene 1 – Delani Returns to VhadirThe streets of Vhadir were still alive even as the sun began to set. Merchants packed up their goods, mothers called their children inside, and the distant sound of blacksmiths hammering iron filled the air. The scent of roasted meat and fresh bread lingered as people moved about, finishing their day.Through the bustling roads, Delani rode in, his horse covered in dust from the long journey back from Karmora. His face was hardened with exhaustion, but his mind was sharp. He had seen enough to be certain.He didn’t waste time. He made his way through the narrow alleys, past small homes and wooden huts, until he reached the familiar path leading to Elya’s home.Elya stood outside, her hands covered in flour from making dough. Her face, though aged, held a quiet strength. The years had worn her, but they had not broken her. Her once smooth skin now carried lines of grief, her eyes held the weight of a mother who had lost everything. She no longer bot
Last Updated : 2025-03-27Blood on the throne EPISODE 73 – SHADOWS OF POWER
⸻SCENE 1 – THE KING’S COURTThe grand hall of Otharion was a sight of magnificence and fear. Golden chandeliers hung from the high ceiling, their dim glow casting elongated shadows over the polished marble floor. Tall pillars, carved with ancient symbols, loomed over the gathering like silent watchers of history. A long table stretched across the room, where nobles sat in their designated places, whispering among themselves as they awaited the king’s presence.At the head of the table, Darius sat like an immovable force, dressed in royal black and gold, his dark eyes scanning the room with cold indifference. To his right sat Shakur, ever loyal, yet brooding. To his left, Queen Morenike, her hands folded elegantly on the table, masking whatever thoughts stirred beneath her composed exterior.The hall was full today—every noble of importance had gathered. The murmurs grew louder, not out of eagerness, but out of caution. The topic at hand was dangerous.Marriage.A senior noble, an old
Last Updated : 2025-03-27Blood on the throne EPISODE 72 – WHISPERS IN THE SHADOWS
⸻SCENE 1 – DELANI’S WATCHFUL EYESKarmora was alive with movement, as it always was at dusk. The air carried the rich scent of roasted meat and burning firewood. Merchants closed their stalls while the last buyers of the day haggled for lower prices. Children ran barefoot across the dusty streets, their laughter echoing against the mud-brick walls of the huts. The occasional clang of a blacksmith’s hammer rang from the distance, mixing with the distant howl of a restless dog.But Delani wasn’t paying attention to any of that.Seated at the far end of an open-air tavern, his hood drawn low, he watched the hut across the narrow street—Amara’s hut. The flickering torchlight outside cast shadows against its walls. Inside, he could see their figures moving.Zafar stood at the doorway, speaking with his mother. His posture was relaxed, but even in casual conversation, the way he moved told Delani everything he needed to know. The boy was no ordinary young man. He carried himself with power
Last Updated : 2025-03-27Blood on the throne EPISODE 71 – SHADOWS AND STORMS
⸻SCENE 1 – A WATCHFUL EYEThe night sky loomed over Karmora, thick with restless clouds. The village, once alive with chatter and trade, had begun to settle into a hush. The scent of rain lingered in the air, a promise of the storm that brewed above.Faint lantern lights flickered from huts, casting warm glows onto the damp earth. Mothers ushered their children inside, merchants hurried to secure their stalls, and lone wanderers quickened their pace before the heavens opened.From the shadows of a narrow alley, Delani stood, his gaze fixed ahead. His posture was still, unreadable, like a hunter observing prey.Across the open space, near the outskirts of the village, he saw them—Amara and Zafar.The boy stood beside his mother, his hands resting at his sides as she murmured something to him. Though Delani couldn’t hear their words, he could see the way she looked at the young man—with both love and quiet sorrow.So… this is him?The lost heir.The rain started as a whisper, cool drop
Last Updated : 2025-03-27
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