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RISE OF THE DRAGON HEIR: from amnesia to ascension chapter 37
By the time Saint awoke from his deep slumber, the whole room was lit up by sunlight which meant, it was already the next morning. Saint could properly see the room that he was in. It had seemed as though he had been kept in a basement the night he had been brought here, but seeing it clearly for the first time, he realised that he was being kept in a proper room that either belonged to sir Rawlings or someone else. The room was in a hot mess but surprisingly, there was laundry neatly folded and kept on the bed. Saint struggled to get up to his feet but realised that he could not move his limbs. Much to his amazement, neither his legs nor hands were bound, yet he could not even raise a finger—only turning his head from side to side in agony. Laying helplessly on the floor sent frustration gushing through Saint. He clenched his jaw and struggled still to get up from the floor but all his efforts were futile. He could not grasp the reason he felt so weak and why his bones ached al
RISE OF THE DRAGON HEIR: from amnesia to ascension chapter 38
"I think I've found it!" Victoria exclaimed, holding up a miniature bottle that contained a green fluid. "It has got to be the antidote!" Victoria reckoned, holding out the bottle in front of her and staring at it intently. "Are...you sure that it is?" Saint asked with a glint of hope in his eyes Victoria didn't respond to him immediately. The look of elation on her face suddenly disappeared. "What if it's not?" She blurted out. "Give the bottle to me, Victoria." Saint demanded. "Hold on, I've got make sure that it's the antidote. What if this is just another poison?" She asked, unsure of what to think. "Just hand it to me, there's no time to think about what's not!" He said urgently. Victoria's hands had begun to tremble as she held onto the bottle, refusing to give it up. "Listen to me and give me that bottle....at least let me have a close look at it." Saint said to her in hopes that she would hand the bottle to him but she did not. "Victoria... please, time is running ou
RISE OF THE DRAGON HEIR: from amnesia to ascension Chapter en 39
It had worked like magic. The moment Saint dipped his tongue into the liquid, he felt a jolt of electricity move through his body. And in an instant, all the pain had vanished without a single trace. The first thing Saint did was to grab a piece of wood by his side and crushed it into powder. "Excellent!" Saint whispered to himself as a smile curved up his lips. He had decided to trust his guts and drink the liquid and just a tiny bit had gotten the Jon done under a second. He wondered what would have happened if Victoria were right and the liquid was just another poison and not the antidote. Is that how fast it would have taken him out within a second?But Saint didn't give any thoughts to it and just decided to dip his tongue into the liquid as soon as he could get to it, waiting for the inevitable to happen. ********Saint ran as much as his legs could carry him with Victoria steadied on his back. There was not a single car in sight when Saint hot out of the house with Victori
RISE OF THE DRAGON HEIR: from amnesia to ascension Chapter 40
Victoria sat in the grand bedroom of the Zlate family villa, her back resting against the plush pillows of the oversized bed. The room smelled of lavender and fresh linen, and a warm breeze filtered in through the slightly open window. The soft silk nightgown she now wore was far more comfortable than the torn dress she had been in hours ago. She was home and Safe as well. But despite the comforting atmosphere, her body felt heavy with exhaustion. Her wrists ached from where they had been tied, and faint bruises were forming on her arms. Nothing too serious—just minor injuries. Yet, judging by the way her family hovered over her, one would think she had barely escaped with her life. Lady Erica, dabbed a cool cloth over her forehead, her face lined with deep worry. "Oh, poor child. Those horrible men… What did they do to you?" "I’m fine," Victoria sighed. "Fine?" her father, Lord Zlate, scoffed. He stood by the bed, arms crossed, his sharp gaze filled with anger. "You call thi
RISE OF THE DRAGON HEIR: from amnesia to ascension chapter 41
Victoria sat at the table for dinner with her entire body almost covered in bandages. She hated the damn hypocrisy her family displayed toward her. They would readily give her hand out in marriage to a man they were not sure of, yet cloth her in bandges of every kind as a form of affection toward her. "Victoria, you have not touched your food yet. Is there any problem?" Lady Erica asked her. Victoria had not noticed that she had been toying with her food while she was deep in thought and all eyes were glued to her. "Oh, uhm. No, I mean everything is absolutely fine." Victoria replied awkwardly, causing everyone to pause their eating and stare at her more intently. Like she was not already used to getting endless stares from them. "Well now can I eat my food in peace?" Victoria said irritatingly. "It course you can dear!" Her mother said out loud with a fu mouth. Victoria went back to her food without a word and soon the others also concentrated on their food. "Oh Victoria!"T
RISE OF THE DRAGON HEIR: from amnesia to ascension chapter 42
The day had come when Victoria told the family that Saint would be visiting. From the inception of that day, everyone and everything had been done awkwardly for no just cause. They had all thought that Saint would come in earlier than he had said, but as the day was drawing to a close and there was not a single sign of him, there were starting to doubt if he was going to show up at all. It got to the point where lady Erica had to go into Victoria's room just to ask if Saint was still going to show up that evening. Victoria was surprised that lady Erica of all persons would come to ask. "I just wanted to know if I would go ahead and ask the maids to prepare dinner or not!" Lady Erica defended. "So we won't have dinner because he's going to show up?" Victoria asked sarcastically but she did not give lady Erica any room to respond, "and I hope you know that it's not in your place to decide whether this family gets dinner or not." She added. "You do not speak to me that way!" Lady E
RISE OF THE DRAGON HEIR: from amnesia to ascension chapter 43
The Zlate villa had never been as tense as it was that evening. A storm brewed within its walls, though outside, the skies remained clear. The double doors to the villa opened, and Jack Sparrow stepped inside. Victoria had not gone a day to visit him at the hospital but she was very sure that he was in a critical condition and was surprised that he had even survived, talk more of making his way down to the villa all by himself. He looked well-rested, healthier than the last time she had seen him, but something was different. His usual confidence was slightly shaken, his steps a little slower. Perhaps he sensed that something had changed. Jack’s sharp eyes scanned the room, and when they landed on Victoria, he forced a charming smile. "Victoria, darling," he said, his voice smooth as ever. "I’ve missed you." Victoria rose from her seat without hesitation. She didn’t miss a beat. "You are not welcome here, Jack Sparrow!" Victoria spat at him, the pitch of her voice had attracte
RISE OF THE DRAGON HEIR: from amnesia to ascension chapter 44
The wind howled through the Dragon Clan’s sacred grounds, rustling the trees and sending loose dirt swirling in the air. The vast expanse of the clan’s domain stretched as far as the eye could see, a land that was once overshadowed by oppression but now stood tall under the rule of its rightful leader—Saint. He stood near the edge of a towering cliff, his sharp eyes scanning the horizon as the sun began its descent, casting the sky in hues of red and gold. His mind was restless, his thoughts consumed by the battles ahead. The war for true dominance was far from over. Behind him, the sound of approaching footsteps broke his silence. Saint turned, his expression unreadable as he watched a lone figure approach. Steward. The man who had once been robbed of everything, humiliated and cast aside, now stood before him as a restored warrior, dressed in the finest robes befitting his reclaimed status. Steward knelt before Saint, bowing his head in deep gratitude before rising to meet
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At the far end of the room, Vic stood with an amused smirk, her arms crossed. Her presence exuded power—dark and overwhelming. She tilted her head slightly as she observed Saint, her eyes gleaming with malice.“You finally came,” she said smoothly, stepping forward. “I was beginning to think you had abandoned them.”Saint ignored her taunt, his gaze locked onto Victoria. Her chest rose and fell faintly—she was alive, but barely. His fists clenched at his sides.“Let them go, Vic.” His voice was calm but laced with deadly intent. “This ends now.”Vic chuckled. “Oh, Saint. You always think you can swoop in like a hero and fix everything. But you don’t understand… I’ve already won.”"Drop the dagger, Vic...." Saint ordered again, ignoring what she had said, "don't make this any harder than it is." He added. "But it already is. Someone should offer him a chair already, the show is just about to start." She said and erupted into another round of laughter. Saint was about to launch himself
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Saint cut through the thick branches with the sword Sayid had handed over to him. He was relieved that he was able to convince him to head back to the clan with the others. He had seen the disappointment in his face when he told him that he couldn't afford to take him any farther than they had already come, and it was far too dangerous for Sayid to continue the journey with him. It was getting darker by every passing minute and Saint knew that he had to get on with his journey quickly. For some reason unknown to the others, Saint could sense that Vic was close by and these creatures that he had just battled with had been a decoy to distract them from the actual mission they had embarked on. He continued cutting down more branches as he walked. The sensation around him grew, signalling to him that he was already closer to Vic than he thought. He tightened his grip on the hilt of the sword and intensified the effort he used in cutting down more of the trees, clearing his path. The c
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"I'm not moving an inch from here until I see Saint!" Gerald said stubbornly, adjusting his legs more comfortable on the ground but making sure that his legs didn't touch the creature. His eyes were still fixated on the creature. He had still not given up in trying to make out what it was and where they had come from. "Well then, suit yourself." Sayid said and started walking away. The stench that came from him was foul and immediately made the air unbearable to breathe. "Where are you going to, Sayid? We can't just leave Saint here all by himself!" Gerald said, his voice trembling with fear. "He's fine, you chicken heart, he just wants to set some things out for himself." Sayid said. He suddenly stopped in his tracks and turned to face both men. He had noticed that something wasn't right. "Where are all the soldiers?!" He asked. "Most of them are dead, I think the rest ran away!" Steward replied. "Including my men?!" Sayid asked angrily. "Every single one of them...""How pat
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He tried to get a glimpse of his life flashing before him as his eyes were shut tight. He swallowed the bile in his throat for the umpteenth time and breathing heavily—the smell of death hissing past his nostrils. He didn't need a soothsayer to tell him that his time had finally come, he could feel the power from the creature growing stronger by every passing minute and the hot drool from its mouth descending on him. "Spare my life, I beg of you!" Gerald clasped his palms in a form of a plea and raised it above his head. He hoped in his heart that the creature understood what he was saying. "Spare my life and I'd do anything that you want me to!" He said again and his hands fell weakly onto the floor, grabbing the soil in front of him. His whole body shivered from the cold that was seeping through his veins, never had he been faced with such situation. "I never should have left the car," he repeated. A loud shriek from the creature shook the leaves on the trees causing Gerald to c
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Max wiped the perspiration off his forehead with his sleeve and dusted his hands. He was satisfied with how deep the hole was even though a pretty large part of it had not been his effort. "Come on, we need to bury him quickly before someone comes." Max said aloud. They had carried Max's lifeless body to an area where nobody would find it, not even Vic herself, except by some means of magic, but even if she would have, they would have all been long gone. "Certainly." The second guard replied and started breaking the rocks nearby that they were going to use in burying Drake. The plan was to level the spot they would bury Drake as much as possible and fill the place up with rocks. If anyone has plans of digging the place up, they would get a second thought—who buried people with rocks in than age. "It's all done." The second hairs let out, panting heavily. Max made sure to take a good look at Drake oneast time to make sure that he was actually dead. 'what if he wasn't?!' his thoug
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It was at that point that Saint realised where they were. Why hadn't he sensed that something was wrong on time, it seemed as though a cloak had been removed from his eyes. "No one should step down from the car!" Saint ordered when the car had been brought to a halt. "Oh you don't need to tell me that twice. I already know what's going on....if you had just listened to me earlier..." Gerald grumbled and folded his hands. Despite the eerie environment that they were in, he felt no single iota of fear and instead disappointment toward Saint for not believing him earlier on. "I'm going to go check it out." Saint said and without giving them any chance to process their thoughts, he was already out of the car. Gerald's lips parted slightly in bewilderment. He wanted to say something but then hesitated and kept silent. "Aren't you coming, Gerald, I'm going with him." Sayid said, cutting through Gerald's line of thoughts. "Are you out of your damn mind?!" Gerald exclaimed. Sayid chuck
Chapter 106
Not a single sound was heard from the warriors as they journeyed on, with Saint leading them on. Lord Magnus had offered to accompany them on the journey, but Saint had insisted that he stayed back so he wouldn't risk getting killed. Lord Magnus had tried to convince Saint that his conscience wouldn't let him stay back and he had to be by Saint's side, but Saint still insisted that he had to stay back with the clan. "Are you sure of where we heading to, Saint?" Gerald asked with confused brows as he noticed that they had been turning around in circles and it seemed like the fifth time they had passed through this particular route. Saint who had been struggling to keep back his confusion finally let out, "this has to be the route, it has to be here. Unless, it's either of two things; Vic is leading us into a trap or this isn't the route that leads to where she has asked that I come to get Drake and Victoria." "We have to turn back around, Saint. We can't continue embarking on a jou
Chapter 105
They shook him fervently to make sure that he had been knocked out before they carried his body off of the floor and flung him into his cell. The first guard hurriedly locked the cell and watched Drake's body for a while. His brows creased as worry settled beneath his stomach when he noticed that something was deeply wrong. Drake's body wasn't moving and the regular rise and fall of his chest to induce that he was still breathing was absent. "Did you kill him?!" The first guard's voice trembled as he spoke, "i said did you kill him?!" He asked against in a loud tone but made sure it wasn't loud enough to be heard by Vic. "What do you mean by that, of course we did not!" Another guard replied this time. "Then why is he not breathing?!" The first guard's heart began to pound vigorously in his chest, "Move aside let's see." The other guards shoved him to the side as they made their way forward to see for themselves. They all stared with grave intensity, waiting for Drake's body to
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"Make sure that he doesn't disturb me while I'm asleep!" Had been Vic's instructions to the guard before she left. Drake's screams continued to torment Victoria from where she sat in her cell, but she didn't let out a word of complaint, instead, she gritted her teeth and shifted her gaze for the first time on hours onto the floor, enduring the pain his loud screams brought to her ears. She wished that she could do something to make him quiet, he wasn't the only one going through the excruciating pain from the fluid. "Drake, please be quiet...." She tried to form the words, but she couple find the strength to do that, so she sat put and hoped in her heart that he would tire out soon, but that was far from the impossible, because this had been going on for days without any pause. "You just wait and see, Vic. The moment I get out of here, I'm going to slit your throat in half and burn this whole place down.!" Drake threatened still, while shaking the iron bars of the cell with all of
