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The Unstoppable Dragon Marshal 37. Disappointment
Elijah worked swiftly, carefully bandaging Sophia’s hand. The cloth was tight, but not too tight to hurt her further. His face was serious, focused entirely on making sure she was alright."Ouch-" Sophia winced slightly as he wrapped the bandage, but she didn’t pull away.“There,” Elijah said, tying the final knot. “It’s done. How does it feel?”Sophia gave him a small smile, though her eyes still held pain. “It’s better. Thank you, Elijah.”Elijah kissed her forehead softly, his worry evident in his eyes. "I hate seeing you hurt, Sophia."Before Sophia could respond, the room remained tense, and everyone was silent, watching them.The weight of what had just happened hung heavily in the air.Sophia’s eyes swept over the room, her voice steady but cold.“I’ll make this very clear,” she began, her tone unyielding.“If anyone dares to insult my husband again, I’ll break all ties with this family. I won’t tolerate disrespect toward Elijah.”The room seemed to collectively hold its breath
The Unstoppable Dragon Marshal 38. The Black Dragon's Duty
Sophia sat quietly at the breakfast table, her eyes fixed on the plate in front of her. She didn’t touch her food, nor did she say a word.Elijah glanced at her from across the table, sensing the tension in the air.She hadn’t spoken much the night before either, and he respected her need for space. But now, watching her silently push her food around, a pang of guilt tugged at him. He sipped his coffee, contemplating whether to speak, but before he could say anything, his phone buzzed with an urgent message.Sophia noticed the sudden shift in his expression. Elijah stood up, walking over to her."Sophia, I have to go. There’s something urgent at the military camp," he said, his voice steady but laced with concern.Sophia’s eyes flickered up at him briefly before she nodded."Alright, be careful," she replied softly.Elijah paused, considering telling her more, but decided against it. She was already upset, and the details could wait. He gently kissed her forehead and turned to leave.
The Unstoppable Dragon Marshal 39. Ruthless Protection
Elijah stood in the military camp’s office, his phone buzzing with updates. His jaw tightened as he read the message."Sophia wasn’t at the office. She went out for lunch. We’ve got two suspicious men tailing her."Doug was still busy at the camp, so Elijah had dispatched his men to keep an eye on Sophia while he dealt with the pressing situation at hand."Stay on her," Elijah instructed, his voice low and sharp. "Do not let her out of your sight."The reply was immediate."Understood, Marshal. We’re keeping her safe."His men were skilled and discreet, perfect for situations like this. Elijah knew they would handle the situation professionally, but his mind was still a storm of worry.Whoever had sent that message knew exactly how to get under his skin, and he wasn’t about to let them succeed.... ...Meanwhile, in the heart of the city, two of Elijah's trusted men shadowed Sophia, carefully blending into the background as she moved from the restaurant to her car. Sophia, blissfully
The Unstoppable Dragon Marshal 40. Under the Stars
Elijah leaned back against the kitchen counter, his phone still buzzing in his pocket from the threats earlier that day. But tonight wasn’t about that. It was about Sophia. His thoughts shifted as he heard soft footsteps behind him.Turning, he found Sophia walking into the kitchen, her white nightgown flowing around her like a soft breeze. She looked both elegant and effortless, her hair tumbling over her shoulders. Despite the simple look, there was something ethereal about her tonight.“Hey,” she said, her voice soft, “I was thinking… since it’s such a beautiful night, what if we had dinner on the roof? Just the two of us, under the stars?”Elijah’s serious expression melted into a warm smile. He reached for her hand, pulling her closer. “You always have the best ideas.”Sophia beamed. “I’ve always dreamed of doing something like this, but I never thought I’d get the chance. My... appearance used to make me so anxious. I’d feel like I was hiding behind something, never comfortable
The Unstoppable Dragon Marshal 41. Unmasking Intentions
Morning came with the usual crispness in the air, but for Elijah, it felt heavy, like the weight of the world had been dropped onto his shoulders. He was growing tired of the constant threats aimed at Sophia.Last night’s message echoed in his mind, each word twisting his gut into knots. He stood by the window of Arthur Palace, watching as Sophia got into the car to head for work.She gave him a small, reassuring wave, and he forced a smile, waving back. “I’ll see you later, okay?” Sophia called out, her eyes searching his.Elijah nodded, hiding his concerns behind a calm facade. "Drive safe," he said, though his mind was elsewhere.Once she left, Elijah’s face darkened. The peace they had shared was crumbling. These threats were escalating, and it was only a matter of time before something serious happened.Just then, Doug entered the room, a folder in hand. His face was as grim as Elijah’s.“Marshal, I’ve got the info from those numbers,” Doug said, handing the folder over.Elijah
The Unstoppable Dragon Marshal 42. Shadows of Betrayal
Elijah stepped into Arthur Palace, his mind heavy with the weight of what had just happened. The kiss with Olivia still lingered in his thoughts, but it wasn’t a memory he cherished.It was just another piece of the puzzle, another move in the game of revenge he was playing. The taste of her lips did nothing but fuel his resolve. He wasn’t doing this for pleasure—he was doing it for the mission. For his revenge.As he paced back and forth, the anger that had been simmering inside him came boiling up again. Now, it was time to face Mark Donald.Elijah couldn’t ignore the fact that the calls threatening Sophia had come from the Donald Mansion. And Mark… Mark was the only one who stood to gain from such betrayal. Elijah needed answers, and he needed them now.Without wasting any time, Elijah grabbed his phone and dialed Mark. The phone rang twice before a familiar, smug voice answered.“What do you want, Soldier?” Mark’s voice was laced with arrogance, as usual.Elijah’s grip tightened o
The Unstoppable Dragon Marshal 43. Unsolved Puzzle
Elijah walked away from Mark, the cold night air doing little to cool the fire raging inside him. Every muscle in his body was tense, his mind spinning with the truth he had just uncovered.Mark was nothing more than a pawn, a pathetic excuse for a brother who had sold out his own sister. But who was the real puppet master?The docks were quiet except for the distant sound of waves crashing against the shore. Elijah’s footsteps echoed as he made his way back to the car, but his mind wasn’t on the here and now.It was on the mystery still hanging over him like a thick, dark cloud. Someone was pulling the strings—someone powerful enough to manipulate Mark into threatening him through Sophia. But who? Elijah slid into the driver's seat, gripping the steering wheel so tightly his knuckles turned white.He couldn’t shake the feeling that this was just the beginning. Whoever was behind this had more plans. Much more.He took a deep breath, letting the cold air fill his lungs, then exhaled
The Unstoppable Dragon Marshal 44. A Race Against Time
Suddenly, Elijah’s phone buzzed again. He glanced down and saw a text message flash across the screen."Finally, Sophia is in our grip."Elijah’s blood ran cold. His eyes darted up to Doug, who had noticed the shift in his expression.“Doug,” Elijah’s voice was sharp, commanding. “Find out where Sophia is. Right now.”Doug didn’t waste a second, pulling out his phone to make the necessary calls.Meanwhile, Elijah’s heart pounded in his chest. Whoever had sent that message knew something he didn’t—and that was unacceptable.Within moments, Doug’s phone buzzed. He answered, his expression turning grim.“She’s not at the office. She went out for dinner, but no one knows where she went after.”Elijah’s fists clenched at his sides. He was being played, and whoever was behind it was getting too close for comfort.“I’m going after her,” Elijah said, his voice laced with determination.Doug nodded, already moving to gather more information.As Elijah stormed out of the palace, his mind was ra
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357. No More Goodbyes
“Elijah…” A soft voice broke the quiet evening. Elijah stood at the edge of the city, watching the last light of the sun fade into the horizon. The sky burned with hues of orange and deep crimson, a reflection of the journey that had brought him here. The wind carried a familiar scent, one that stirred memories he had buried deep. Years had passed since the war ended. Evendore had changed under his leadership, rising from the ashes of corruption into something new. The people called him a legend—the Black Dragon who had defied fate and rewritten history. Statues had been built, songs had been sung, and yet none of it truly mattered to him. Because for all his victories, a part of him had remained empty. He turned at the sound of his name, his breath catching in his chest. Sophia stood a few feet away, bathed in the golden light of dusk. She had changed, yet she was still the same—strong, beautiful, and filled with a fire that had never faded. Her eyes held a depth that spoke
356. A New Dawn
“The world is finally changing, Sir.” Doug stood beside Elijah, overlooking the city from the tallest watchtower. Below them, the streets of Evendore bustled with life. Merchants called out their wares, children played freely, and workers repaired buildings that once stood in ruins. The scars of war remained, but hope had taken root. Elijah’s gaze swept across the city. “It’s changing, but not fast enough.” Doug crossed his arms. “Progress takes time.” Elijah exhaled, his shoulders tense. “Time isn’t always on our side.” The past few months had been filled with rebuilding, restructuring, and keeping order. He had expected resistance, and he was right. Not everyone welcomed the new Evendore. Former enemies lurked in the shadows, waiting for the perfect moment to strike. A soldier approached, saluting. “Marshal, we have visitors at the southern gate. They claim to be old allies.” Elijah exchanged a look with Doug. Doug’s expression darkened. “Old allies? Or old enemies?”
355. A Leader’s Burden
“Elijah Norton, the world is waiting for your next move.” Elijah glanced up from the map spread across the table. Across from him sat an elder statesman, his expression calm but expectant. Others in the council chamber watched Elijah closely, their gazes filled with a mix of respect and uncertainty. Doug stood at Elijah’s side, his posture rigid. He could feel the tension in the room. The war was over, but leadership brought its own kind of battle. Elijah leaned back in his chair. “The world doesn’t need me to rule it,” he said. The elder gave a knowing smile. “Perhaps not. But it does need someone to guide it.” Elijah tapped a finger on the table. “Evendore must rebuild first. There are still families in mourning, cities in ruin. People need stability, not another ruler.” A younger council member frowned. “But without you at the forefront, chaos could return. Power-hungry men will see this as an opportunity.” Doug finally spoke, his voice firm. “The Marshal is not a kin
354. The Final Goodbye
“I have to leave.” Sophia’s voice was quiet but firm. The air in the room seemed to shift, as if even the walls understood the weight of her words. Elijah stood by the window, his back partially turned. He had expected this. The moment she woke up different, he knew. Still, hearing her say it felt like a blow he wasn’t ready for. Doug stood near the door, tense but silent. He watched his Marshal closely, waiting for his response. Elijah inhaled deeply before turning to face her. “Where will you go?” Sophia hesitated, as if the answer wasn’t clear even to her. “I don’t know yet. But I need to figure out who I am now.” Her fingers gripped the fabric of her sleeve. “Everything feels… wrong. Familiar, but different. I can’t stay like this.” Elijah studied her carefully. The woman before him was still Sophia, yet there was a distance between them, an invisible wall that had not been there before. Doug finally spoke, his tone careful. “Miss Sophia, the city is still in recover
353. A World Without Chains
“She’s waking up.” Elijah turned at Doug’s words. His hands, stained with ink from writing orders, clenched slightly. He had spent days dismantling the last of the corrupt families, ensuring Evendore would never fall into the same darkness again. But none of it had mattered more than this. He pushed the heavy door open, stepping into the dimly lit room. Sophia lay on the bed, her skin no longer deathly pale, but there was something… different. Her eyes, once warm and familiar, now held an eerie stillness. She blinked slowly, her voice barely above a whisper. “Elijah.” Relief surged through him, but it was laced with caution. He sat beside her, studying her carefully. “You’re awake.” She exhaled, as if testing the very act of breathing. “I feel… strange.” Doug remained near the door, standing guard as always. “Marshal, should I call the healer?” Elijah shook his head. “Not yet.” He looked back at Sophia. “What do you remember?” She frowned slightly, as though pulling me
352. The Price of Victory
"It's over." Doug's voice carried across the battlefield, but no one responded. The silence was heavy, broken only by the crackling flames and the distant groans of the wounded. Elijah stood still, staring at the Warden’s lifeless body. His hand was clenched at his side, his knuckles white. Victory had come, but at what cost? Doug stepped closer, his face grim. “Marshal, we should regroup.” Elijah exhaled slowly. “What’s the status?” Doug wiped the sweat and dirt from his forehead. “We won, but barely. Our forces are in bad shape. Too many losses.” He hesitated before adding, “Lando… he’s gone.” Elijah’s gaze snapped to him. “Gone?” Doug nodded. “Vanished after the fight. No one knows where he went.” Elijah’s jaw tightened. Lando had always been a threat lurking in the shadows. If he was still alive, this war wasn’t truly over. “We’ll find him,” Elijah said, though exhaustion pulled at his voice. Doug gave a firm nod. “Understood, Sir.” A sudden gasp made them tu
351. Breaking the Cycle
"You were never free, Elijah." The Warden’s voice echoed through the ruined battlefield. Dust and ash hung in the air, swirling around his towering figure. Sophia stood beside him, her expression unreadable. Elijah’s grip tightened on his sword. “Enough of your lies.” The Warden chuckled. “Lies? No, Marshal. Only the truth. You and Sophia—your entire existence has been leading to this moment.” He gestured around them. “Did you really think your survival was coincidence? That your strength was simply fate?” Elijah’s jaw clenched. He had spent years fighting, carving his own path through blood and loss. The thought that someone else had been pulling the strings made his stomach turn. Doug stepped closer, his breathing ragged. “Sir… don’t listen to him.” But Elijah had to know. “Explain.” The Warden smiled. “Very well.” He turned his gaze to Sophia. “You, my dear, are the key. The final piece of a long-buried project. Your blood, your abilities—none of it was natural.” So
350. A Battle of Ideals
“The choice was always yours, Elijah,” the Warden said, standing tall amidst the chaos. “And you chose wrong.” Elijah gritted his teeth, his fingers tightening around his sword hilt. The battlefield around them was in shambles. Soldiers clashed, blades rang, and shouts of agony filled the night. Smoke curled into the sky, and the ground was slick with blood. Doug and the others fought desperately, their forces barely holding on against the Warden’s elite warriors. The battle had tipped dangerously out of their favor, and Elijah knew it. He could hear Doug’s grunts of effort, the sharp clash of steel, but he kept his focus on the man before him. “You think I’d ever stand beside you?” Elijah growled, his eyes burning with fury. “You’ve destroyed lives, torn families apart. And for what? Power?” The Warden chuckled. “Power is what shapes this world, Marshal. Not honor. Not justice. You cling to those things like a drowning man clutching a broken raft.” He spread his arms. “But lo
349. The Last Betrayal
“Sir, we’ve got a problem,” Doug said, his voice tense as he approached Elijah. “Something’s wrong.”Elijah’s gaze shifted from the map spread out on the table to Doug, his expression already darkening. “What is it, Doug?”“There’s been a breach. A leak,” Doug said, his eyes narrowing with suspicion. “Someone’s been feeding information to the Warden. They knew our plans, our movements.”Elijah’s heart sank. He had always trusted the men and women under his command, but now, doubt crept in like a shadow. “Who?” he asked, his voice tight with anger.“I don’t know yet,” Doug replied, his voice steady. “But we’re working on it. We’ll find out who’s behind this.”Elijah clenched his fists. “They betrayed us. They’ve been working for him all along.”Doug nodded grimly. “Yes, Sir. The Warden knew exactly when to strike. It’s too perfect.”The sound of heavy footsteps echoed through the camp, and Elijah’s attention shifted. Sophia appeared, her face pale and her eyes wide with worry. “Elijah,
