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RISE OF THE DRAGON HEIR: from amnesia to ascension chapter 19
Victoria sat on the edge of her bed, her knees pulled up to her chest, staring blankly at the floor. In her trembling hand was a half-empty bottle of wine, the red liquid sloshing gently as she took another sip. The bitter taste burned her throat, but she didn’t care. Tears streamed down her face, like a river and her makeup that was once carefully applied, was now a smudged mess. The divorce papers sat on the bedside table. It was still damp from the tears she’d cried onto them earlier. Seeing Saint’s signature felt like a dagger to her heart, a cruel reminder of what she had just destroyed. Victoria replayed the scene from the restaurant in her mind over and over again. The way Saint had looked at her—pleading, wounded, yet still composed—was etched into her memory. And the worst part? The moment he signed the papers, the moment he let her go without another fight, a part of her had hoped he wouldn’t. A part of her wanted him to tear the papers apart, to refuse to give up on h
RISE OF THE DRAGON HEIR: from amnesia to ascension chapter 20
Strolling into the kitchen to see Jack Sparrow standing over the sink and drinking water from the faucet irritated Victoria to her guts. What got her irritated even more was that there were maids in the kitchen watching him as he paraded the place Luke owned. Victoria watched in anger as he moved toward the fridge to retrieve an apple from it. Her face was already steaming red from the scene unfolding in front of her, and as if things wouldn't get worse, he pretended to throw the half-eaten apple onto the floor and ordered one of the maids to pick it up and trash it into the bin. "What the heck!" Victoria thundered, making her presence known after standing behind the door. All eyes turned to look at her including the maid that had been Instructed to toss the apple away—she stood frozen on the spot with her eyes wide open as if she had been caught in the middle of committing a crime. "Were you going to toss that Apple, young woman?!" Victoria asked angrily, walking up to the maid
RISE OF THE DRAGON HEIR: from amnesia to ascension chapter 21
"Sai...Saint, what happened to you, why are you covered in blood?!" Saint's uncle yelled out the moment he saw Saint walk through the gates. He had been outside, taking a stroll and also waiting on Saint's return. He was worried that Saint was leaving the territory without any guard around him, he knew that Saint could protect himself but he couldn't help the feeling that Saint was in twice the danger than he had been when he was the leader of the clan. Now that it was discovered that he was still alive, other clans who hated his guts and didn't care to hide would definitely come after Saint and try to get rid of him for real this time. "There is no need to fret, uncle." Saint let out when his uncle had trotted to where he was and was now inspecting him all over. "No need to fret? You've got blood all over you...." His uncle said in a near yell. He went in for his clothes and started tearing at it; when he had Inspected Saint and found no injury on him, he knew he needed to rip of
RISE OF THE DRAGON HEIR: from amnesia to ascension chapter 22
The following days that unravelled were like boxes of torment that had been stacked up so high, they had started falling over one another. Victoria had run out of tissues and she had used more than the tears that had been running out from her eyes for days now. She sat on the edge of the bed, staring blankly at the ornate patterns on the wall. Jack’s house was nothing short of a mansion, with its marble floors, towering ceilings, and endless hallways, but it felt empty. Cold. It wasn’t her home, and no matter how much Jack tried to make her comfortable, she couldn’t bring herself to feel at ease. Jack had been patient at first, understanding even, but as days turned into weeks, the tension between them grew. She had refused to touch him, she refused to let him into her heart or her thoughts. The man she was married to now was a stranger—a choice forced upon her by her family. And each day she spent in this house, surrounded by its suffocating air, felt like a betrayal to herself.
RISE OF THE DRAGON HEIR: from amnesia to ascension chapter 23
Paige watched as Victoria walked away from the place with a smile on her face. The moment he was sure that she was not aware he had come in a car, he kicked the engine to life and began following her. He couldn't help the smile that formed across his face, nor the loud thumping in his chest. He had been mesmerised by her beauty and couldn't help but fall in love with her at first sight. Yes! At first sight—The day she had bumped into him at the lawyer's office, he had been captured by her beauty immediately. He couldn't describe the way he felt, but he knew that he had to see her again and he couldn't deny that he had fate on his side, because she was the last person he thought he was going to see while he was at his favourite activity. Paige cursed inwardly when he saw that he was approaching a stop. "I don't have all day for this!" He said angrily to himself. He badly wanted to alight from his car and make the rest of his journey on foot but he couple afford to be seen by Vict
RISE OF THE DRAGON HEIR: from amnesia to ascension chapter 24
"I need to figure out a way to get Victoria away from that man, he does not deserve her at all. I doubt if he even knows what she is worth!" Paige spat out, driving himself back to his clan. He had seen enough of today and already made his mind that Victoria was the one for him. He would be doing himself a huge favour if he got married now before he's crowned the clan leader of the kin clan Though no one had confronted him about settling down, not even the elders of the clan but he was not retarted to know that the clan would expect him to ascend the place of power with his queen by his side and Victoria was the woman for him. Paige got to the path that led to his close friend's house, the one who would become his right hand man once he is crowned the clan leader. He needed to see him briefly before he headed back to the heart of the empire which was where he resided as the future clan leader. Paige's picked up his phone and tried calling his friend but there was no response from
RISE OF THE DRAGON HEIR: from amnesia to ascension chapter 25
As soon as Thomas laid his hands on vital information concerning Victoria, he set out to work immediately, and before twenty four hours was over, he had reported back at the imperial building. Paige finally showed up after Thomas had been made to wait to for him for almost an hour. "I'm sorry I took so long, Tom, I was only trying to put some of my things away." Paige let out, but it didn't seem like he was remorseful about keeping Thomas waiting for that long and Thomas knew better than to believe that Paige was actually putting anything away when he had been notified of his presence almost an hour ago but chose to stay back in. Thomas cleared his throat and waited until Paige was seated before he started speaking. "I found something." d omas started. Paige gave him a nod to go ahead with what he was about to say."His future grace, I'd suggest that you find someone else to get married to." Thomas said with fear in his voice. The fear in him was so paramount that Paige could fee
RISE OF THE DRAGON HEIR: from amnesia to ascension chapter 26
Thomas was scared to his death as he walked out of the imperial building. How in the world had Paige thought that He would lie to him that The Saint Dragon was still alive and he had once been married to the woman that Paige wanted. Not only was the thought of it concerning, but the fact that Saint Dragon was alive was terrifying and the worst of it all was that Paige had not believed a word. "I'm definitely done for." Thomas said to himself, walking back to his car with his shoulders drooping. As soon as Thomas opened the door to his car. A thought struck him. "Oh, I should have thought of that!" Thomas said in an elated tone, hopping into his car with a relief. He would fulfill Paige's wishes by getting Victoria to him but before anything goes wrong, he would flee from the clan before he jeopardises his life. "Exactly...." Thomas thought to himself aloud, "that's exactly what I'm going to do" he concluded and started the car, before driving away. ****Back in his home, Thomas
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Chapter 98
Lord Magnus tried to maintain a straight composure as he made his way back out. Disappointment was an understatement to what he felt. He had not expected that the elders would decline his offer to perform the ritual on Saint. If the ritual was performed, then Lord Magnus would be rest assured that Saint would return back to earth alive but without that....Lord Magnus shook the thoughts out of his head. Now wasn't the time to think negatively, he had to make sure that Saint would return back to them alive. But what the leader of the elders had said troubled him greatly. They had asked him not to be worried but he was doing the exact opposite of what they had asked him to do. He couldn't stop thinking about what they had said, how was he going to relay the message back to them, how would he make them understand that the elders had refused his request to come perform the ritual? How was he going to tell them that the elders had said Saint wouldn't wake up until two to three days late
Chapter 97
"Saint, Saint, are you okay?""Saint what's happening to you?!"Those were the only things Saint heard amidst the chaos before he fell into a trance. He couldn't tell where he was not could he tell who he was at that point. It felt like he had been taken back in time—back to when he was still married to Victoria and still lived in the Zlate's villa. The heaviness he felt in his head had disappeared and was replaced by a numbing sensation that coursed through him. "Uncle, what have you done to me?!" Saint repeated subconsciously as he was being transported into an unknown realm. "Saint, I have been expecting you. what took you so long to get here?!" An ethereal voice seemed to transcend the vast space. Saint struggled to open his eyes but the light that radiated from the figure that stood in front of him caused him to keep his eyes closed still—preventing the intuitive interface. "Saint, it's me. Don't be scared and look up at me." The voice urged. "I'm not scared....I'm just..
Chapter 96
Lord Magnus barged into Saint's room, his eyes sweeping across the room, hoping to find the scroll. His age kept him back from overturning things in the chamber and Instead, he ransacked the areas that he could. He searched the drawers, underneath the bed and even in the restroom, but he couldn't find it. "Where could it be?!" He muttered against his breath. Sweat had covered his forehead, already dripping down his face, but he made no attempt to wipe them off and Instead kept searching. After what seemed like hours of searching for the scroll, he finally looked up to see the scroll atop a table just across from him. He slapped his hands across his face in frustration. "How had I not seen that when I first walked in?" He said to himself and trotted quickly toward the table to grab the scroll. The moment he laid his hands on the scroll, he felt a strong sensation, like electricity zapping through his veins. "Don't worry, I'm not going to open you, I have no rights to." He said to
Chapter 95
Saint had managed to sleep the previous night but without drowning into his thoughts. He had been woken up rudely by loud knocks on his door. He didn't want to attend to the door and just wanted to pretend he didn't hear so he could resume his sleep but the knocking persisted. He grudgingly turned in his sleep and arose from the bed, rubbing his eyes to block out the sunlight. "Saint....Saint, are you awake yet. Please open up, Drake is nowhere to be found!" The voice cried out desperately. The sleep immediately vanished from Saint's eyes the moment he heard those words. "Saint, please open up the door, we have to do something about this!"Saint rushed to his feet and ran quick to do the door, wasting no time in opening the door. "Gerald, what did you just say?!" Saint let out, running his eyes all over him. Gerald who seemed to be in a dishevelled state swallowed the bile in his throat as he thought of the right words he could use to describe the situation at hand. "I woke up
Chapter 94
All through out the night, he was being tormented with what he had learnt. He wanted to march straight to wherever Vic was and put things to an end. The only thing that stopped him from doing that was; he did not know exactly where Vic was And he might have some trouble locating her hideout, Because if she could keep herself young and look exactly like Victoria with the help of medicine and Magic she could definitely use the same magic to conceal her location. Saint suddenly sprang up from the bed, tossing his duvet to the side as he began to pace across the floors, with his hands folded behind his back. "Damn it!" Saint cursed loudly into the cold night, the air around him taut, making it hard for him to breathe properly, "why did I ever hold back. Why did I think that my Victoria was capable of doing a thing like this. I should have killed Vic when I had the chance"If only he had known sooner. If only he had seen the truth beneath the surface. But how could he? She had looked ex
Chapter 93
"I've come to talk to you about the woman named Vic." Saint blurted out, pretending that he and his uncle were in good terms. "But first things first, Uncle I want to apologize about the way I treated you and Gerald....""It's okay. I understand it completely well. You acted out of your own judgments that you thought was right, so it's okay. " Lord Magnus uttered with understanding. Saint Clenched his lips and nodded his head slightly in remorse. "So what did you want to talk about?" Lord Magnus asked, quickly shifting away from that topic. About the woman named The Vic do you know any woman whose name Is weakLord Magnus raised his eyes, as though he was trying to recall where he has heard that name before. He shook his head slowly, "it doesn't ring a bell. I don't know who you are talking about.""Are you sure you don't know who Vic is?" Saint asked again but suddenly remembered that he had not told him of the recent happenings, he probably wasn't even aware that Vic was the wo
Chapter 92
Saint sat alone in his chamber, his head buried in his hands. The battle that Drake had had with Victoria or rather, the woman he had believed to be Victoria replayed in his mind over and over again. He could still hear her venomous laughter, see the blood trickling from Drake’s wounds, and worst of all, he could still feel the pain of betrayal cutting through him like a blade.The others had tried to warn him. Gerald. Drake. Even Steward. They had all sensed something off, something unnatural about the woman he had so fiercely defended. But Saint had refused to listen. He had let his love blind him to the truth, and because of that, he had nearly cost his clan everything.A sharp knock at the door startled him from his thoughts. He lifted his head slowly, dreading the conversation he knew was coming.“Enter,” he said, his voice hoarse.The door creaked open, and Gerald stepped in, followed closely by Drake, who was still bandaged from their fight. Drake looked better, but there was s
Chapter 91
It took both men the whole day to get to the dragon clan and not a single word had been exchanged between both men. Saint's guilt was eating him whole, while Drake was lost in his own thoughts. At intervals, Saint would wipe out an invisible sweat from his face and blow out some air or chew ok his fingers. He had apologized in his head to Gerald and his uncle time and time again over what he had said to them and how he had treated them. "Gosh, will they ever forgive me?!" Saint said to himself, his gaze falling onto the floor. "Who?" Drake asked him. "Hunh?" Saint asked, lifting his gaze slowly to meet his brother's. He didn't think that Drake had heard him talking to himself. "Who is never going to forgive you?" Drake clarified. "Oh, uhm..." Saint let out a loud sight before he would confess, "I had been too hard on them especially Gerald. I had been quick to declare punishment without even getting to listen to them. My own family—the people I call my own. I had casted them as
Chapter 90
Chapter 90"Come on now, let me help you to your feet." Saint spat out more blood into a corner and reached out a hand to help Drake. "Thanks!" Drake clasped his hand coated with blood into Saint's. "You look like you've lost a lot of blood, I'm so sorry that I could not help you out." Saint apologized genuinely. "It's fine, I completely understand you." Drake said, nodding his head slowly. "I never knew that she was strong, Saint, she doesn't even look it at all." Drake said as he stood to his feet but Saint didn't want to let go of him yet for fear that he might fall. "Yeah, I didn't know too. Thank you for delivering that final cut to her, I wished that I had been the one to do it myself." Saint said again, he couldn't bear the way his conscience was pricking at him for not wanting to fight Victoria even though he has sworn to himself that he would not show mercy on the one who had taken the lives of his people. Saint Watched as Drake took off his shirt to wipe the blood stai
