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RISE OF THE DRAGON HEIR: from amnesia to ascension chapter 77
The whole night was completely silent—only the soft rustling of leaves in the gentle wind could be heard. Victoria took a deep breath as she stepped out of the house, the cool night air biting at her skin. Her heart was pounding loudly in her chest, but she kept her steps light, glancing over her shoulder every few moments to ensure no one had followed her. The weight of her decision sat heavily in her chest, but she refused to falter. She had packed what she needed in a modest suitcase, not wanting to draw any unnecessary attention. As much as she hated sneaking out like a thief in the night, she knew this was the only way.She reached her car, gripping the handle tightly as she prepared to open the door, but before she could, a familiar voice sliced through the night.“Going somewhere?”Her breath hitched, and she turned abruptly, her eyes widening in shock. Standing a few feet away was Saint with his arms crossed over his chest and his dark eyes locking onto hers with an unreadab
RISE OF THE DRAGON HEIR: from amnesia to ascension Chapter 78
The moment Saint dropped her off back at her villa, she hurriedly made her way to the mansion. But as she stood before the grand double doors of her family’s estate, her heart began to pound faster in her chest. She had never felt this level of anticipation before, not even when she had made the decision to leave. Her family had always belittled Saint, and now, she was about to prove them wrong. She adjusted her coat and took a deep breath before stepping inside, her eyes glancing through the whole area. Her parents and siblings were seated in the extravagant lounge, indulging in light conversation when she walked in. They turned to her with mild surprise, not expecting her return so soon."Victoria? What brings you back?" her mother asked, eyes narrowing in suspicion."I've come to take you somewhere," she said, standing tall despite the skeptical looks they exchanged.Her father scoffed. "Where could you possibly take us that we haven’t already been?"Victoria straightened her sho
RISE OF THE DRAGON HEIR: from amnesia to ascension Chapter 79
The enemy looked like he was a man of steel with his muscles rippling like forged iron beneath his dark robes. Saint immediately stepped forward, shielding Victoria and her family. He clenched his fists, ready for battle, but a nagging feeling of unease settled in his gut. This man was different—his aura alone was suffocating.Just as the enemy charged at Saint with the force of a thunderstorm, a blur of movement disrupted his path. A swift kick sent the intruder staggering backward. Saint barely had time to react before a familiar voice cut through the tension.“You’re too reckless, brother,” Drake said, standing tall beside Saint.Saint’s eyes widened in shock. “Drake? How—how did you find this place?”Drake smirked, never taking his gaze off the enemy. “I’ve been following you. I tried to warn you, but I was too late.”Saint processed his brother’s words quickly but didn’t have time to argue. The enemy was already recovering from the surprise attack, rolling his shoulders with an
RISE OF THE DRAGON HEIR: from amnesia to ascension Chapter 80
The zlate family sat in their opulent living room in utter silence as they began to process everything they had witnessed at Saint’s mansion. The weight of their disbelief hung in the air, as they could not believe all that had transpired and all that they had witnessed at Saint's mansion. Just hours ago, they had laughed at Victoria’s insistence that Saint owned such a lavish estate, only to be humiliated when the undeniable truth had unfolded before their very eyes.Lord Zlate was the first to break the silence. “I still cannot believe it,” he murmured, shaking his head from side to side. “That man… Saint… He owns that mansion? That estate looked like something out of a royal family’s treasury. I can't believe that someone like him would own a grand property like that.”"Well you better believe it, father!" Victoria folded her arms as she replied to him. Lady Zlate pursed her lips. “And the way we were served… the number of staff, the cuisine… Everything about that place screamed
RISE OF THE DRAGON HEIR: from amnesia to ascension Chapter 81
"What did you say?""I said it was a decoy!" Drake repeated, trying to raise his voice above the whole chaos, "the fight that had happened back at the mansion was a decoy attack, just to distract us from getting here any sooner." He added while looking ahead.Saint had not realised this until now—until Drake pointed it out. The whole place coming down in shambles as more buildings were being set on fire. "Hey stop right there!" Saint yelled out to the bandits, "it's me you want, so stop destroying my clan." Saint shouted again but the men went on destroying every single building in sight. They had barely even noticed that he had showed up and was standing a few distance away from them. "I said, stop it right now!" Saint yelled out and was about to go after them when Drake helled him by the arm, stopping him from moving any further. "Let me go after them, Drake!" Saint yelled out and yanked his hand away from him but before Drake could reach out to grab Saint's hand again, he had
RISE OF THE DRAGON HEIR: from amnesia to ascension Chapter 82
When the tension in the air had finally cooled off a bit and Saint was the only man standing amidst the chaos, Drake approached him—with a tinge of doubt. "S—saint?" He called out, moving towards him. "Where the hell is Uncle Magnus and Gerald, how could they have let this happen while I was gone!!" Saint screamed above his lungs ."Saint, you have to calm down." Drake let out, trying to calm him down but Saint was not having any of it. He was pissed at the fact that Gerald and his uncle had scampered away like chickens. Even if they were not able to put up a fight against these bandits, they should have sent the warriors to the battle front to at least protect the people. A lot of his subjects had lost their lives while trying to get away from these bandits and it would take almost forever to completely bury them all. "I said where the hell is Uncle Magnus and Gerald?!" Saint yelled out again, turning to face Drake for the first time since he came up beside him. "I....I have no
RISE OF THE DRAGON HEIR: from amnesia to ascension Chapter 83
The meeting held with the Council of elders and every other person present was the shortest meeting that had ever been held in history. Saint was devastated by all that had happened and could barely speak. Disappointment was an understatement to what he felt—and he knew that he wouldn't recover from this magnitude of grief for a long while. As soon as everyone had been dismissed from the meeting, Saint lingered in his chair a while longer. The bone of contention at the meeting was to discuss how and in what way the dead bodies of his subjects would be buried. It was a disaster to have this amount of people buried in just one day. As a form of punishment, Saint had asked that Gerald be among the servants who would dig the ground for the bodies to buried in. He could not met out the same punishment to lord Magnus majorly due to his age. Gerald had been handed the greater portion of ground to dig. Gerald pleaded with Saint that his punishment be reduced as he could not bury that muc
RISE OF THE DRAGON HEIR: from amnesia to ascension Chapter 84
On the day the burial was to take place, Saint could not bring himself to attend. That morning had been the weakest he had ever been. Getting out of bed was a struggle for him. When he had awaken, he laid in bed with his eyes fixated on the ceiling for more than half a hour—his body limp. Despite the persistent knocking on the door, he didn't move from the initial position. And even when Lord Magnus' beckoning from the other end of the door clouded his thoughts for a moment, it didn't cause him to move. "Saint. I know that you can hear me, you might probably not be listening to me but I know that you can hear my voice from out here." Lord Magnus' voice resounded from the other end of the door. "We have been able to bury all the bodies, Saint. I'm sorry that things had to turn out this way.."There hadn't been any response. Lord Magnus, fully in the consciousness that the chances of Saint recovering from this and the things going back to his they been were very slim. "I'm truly so
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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
Chapter 89
"Where the hell are you, you dirty bitch. Stop being a coward and come out and fight me!!" Drake yelled, his eyes darting across the room, looking for any signs of her. He had managed to wrestle one of Victoria's daggers from her. He got himself badly injured in the process but he was able to get her to release one of the daggers. Victoria, seeing this, immediately went into hiding. "Come out here, you pig!" Stage screamed again. Victoria's laughter filled the room, causing Drake's stomach to tighten. He tried to follow the sound of the laughter but it seemed to be coming from all around the room. "Come out here, so I can slit your throat in half and feed your head to the vultures." Stage threatened but instead, Victoria's laughter doubled. "I'd love for you to do that, Drake." Victoria said and finally appeared from the shadows, holding her last dagger in hand. "Let's make this quick, shall we?" She intoned and made bone cracking noises with her neck. She had no interest in pr
Chapter 88
His knees grew so weak under him that they could barely hold up his weight. He struggled to stand and even when his knees started to wobbel, he held onto the wall for support but knew that he would not be able to stay for that long. Victoria was not done talking, she was still yapping away with a rush of excitement at how she managed to fool everyone and make them think that they were still being tormented by another enemy when all along, it had been her who was responsible. Before Drake could sense what was happening, Saint had already collapsed to his knees. "Why?" He kept on crying as his head fell onto the floor, "why did it have to be you, Victoria? Why not someone else?" He cried out. "And what the fuck is that supposed to mean? You think I'm not a worthy opponent, don't you, Saint? Well why don't you get up and let me show you what exactly I'm capable of doing!" She said angrily as she rushed towards him and pulled him by the collar and was about to drag him up to his feet
