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Untold chronicles of power Chapter hundred thirteen
As Benedict pulled back from the embrace, his eyes filled with determination. "If it's the child they want, then we give it to them," he declared, his voice resolute.But Sophia recoiled at the suggestion, her eyes flashing with defiance. "No, Dad. No," she insisted, her voice trembling with emotion. "Fernando already suggested that, and my answer was no."Benedict turned to Fernando, his expression pleading for support. "But that's the only way to keep you safe," he argued, desperation creeping into his voice.Sophia's resolve hardened as she shook her head adamantly. "Dad, I'm not going to sacrifice my child like a lamb on the altar," she declared, her voice unwavering.Benedict's heart sank at his daughter's refusal, his mind clouded with fear and uncertainty. "If you don't, then both of you will die," he whispered, his voice barely audible over the sound of his heart breaking.But Sophia refused to waver, her gaze steady as she met her father's eyes. "Dad, my answer is still no,"
Untold chronicles of power Chapter hundred fourteen
The early hours of the Friday before the Conclave dawned with a sense of foreboding for Sophia, the weight of the impending event bearing down on her like a heavy cloak. As she stirred from her slumber in the dim light of her spacious room, an eerie feeling washed over her, chilling her to the bone despite the warmth of her covers.Sophia had tried to reassure herself countless times that everything would be okay, that she would emerge from the Conclave unscathed, but now, in the quiet stillness of the early morning, doubt gnawed at her insides like a hungry beast.With a heavy heart, Sophia rubbed her swollen belly, feeling the gentle flutter of her unborn child's kicks against her palm.A bittersweet smile crossed her lips as she laughed softly, the sound mingling with the soft sobs that escaped her throat.Unable to bear the suffocating confines of her room any longer, Sophia slipped out of bed and made her way to the giant window overlooking the sprawling estate grounds. The sof
Untold chronicles of power Chapter hundred fifteen
As Sophia awoke in the cemetery, the soft rays of the morning sun gently caressed her face, coaxing her out of her slumber. The birds chirped melodiously, their songs filling the air with a sense of tranquility. Blinking away the remnants of sleep, Sophia realized with a start that she had fallen asleep amidst the gravestones, seeking solace in the quiet embrace of the cemetery.Pushing herself up from the cold ground, Sophia brushed the dirt from her clothes and took a moment to survey her surroundings. The flowers that adorned the graves seemed to glow in the golden light of dawn, their vibrant hues a stark contrast to the somber atmosphere of the cemetery.With a heavy heart, Sophia began to make her way back to the estate, her thoughts swirling with a mixture of emotions. She couldn't shake the feeling of melancholy that lingered within her, a constant reminder of the weight of the upcoming Conclave and the uncertainty that loomed over her future.As she approached the mansion
Untold chronicles of power Chapter hundred sixteen
As the morning light filtered through the curtains, casting a soft glow across the room, Sophia stirred awake, her mind buzzing with a mixture of nerves and determination. The weight of the impending Conclave pressed down on her, but unlike the days prior, she felt a newfound sense of resolve coursing through her veins.Beside her, Angela lay sound asleep, her gentle breathing a comforting presence in the quiet room. With a small smile, Sophia reached out to gently shake her friend awake."Morning, Angela," she murmured, her voice soft with the weight of anticipation.Angela stirred, blinking sleepily as she gradually became aware of her surroundings. "Morning, Sophia," she replied, her voice warm with affection. "How are you feeling today?"Sophia hesitated for a moment, considering her answer. "I'm... okay," she finally admitted, her voice tinged with uncertainty. "Nervous, definitely, but... also strangely calm."Angela nodded understandingly, a reassuring smile gracing her lip
Untold chronicles of power Chapter hundred seventeen
The atmosphere in Ella's house was tense as she and William awaited news on the outcome of the Conclave. William's insider within the Blade in Shadows organization had promised to keep them informed, but as the minutes ticked by with no word, anxiety began to gnaw at them both.Ella shifted uneasily in her seat, a sense of restlessness settling over her as she tried to distract herself from the weight of anticipation. But as she sat there, a strange sensation began to stir within her, a fluttering in her belly that quickly escalated into something more intense.At first, Ella dismissed it as nothing more than a rumbling in her stomach, a side effect of the nerves that were gnawing at her. But as the sensation persisted, growing more pronounced with each passing moment, she began to feel a creeping sense of unease settle over her."Are you okay, Ella?" William asked, his voice laced with concern as he noticed her discomfort.Ella opened her mouth to reply, but before she could form
Untold chronicles of power Chapter hundred eighteen
"You got pregnant," William says, "yes," Ella says, "it was mine wasn't it?" William said fumingElla lay on the bed, Her body wracked with sobs as she clutched the sheets tightly in her trembling hands. The weight of William's accusation hung heavy in the air, his words like a knife to her heart. She knew she had to face the truth, no matter how painful it was."it was mine wasn't it?" William said fuming,"Yes," she whispered, her voice barely a breath as she met William's gaze. "It was yours""Look William, the baby is gone and there is no use saying anything, so just let it go," Ella says,The admission hung between them like a heavy fog, suffocating in its intensity. William's anger simmered just beneath the surface, his jaw clenched with the effort of holding back his emotions.For a moment, the room was filled with a tense silence, broken only by the sound of Ella's ragged breathing. She could feel the weight of William's gaze on her, his eyes burning with accusation and betr
Untold chronicles of power Chapter hundred nineteen
The Conclave had begun, and Sophia found herself thrust into the heart of the action as she entered the ominous building that housed the trials ahead. The grand structure loomed before her. With a sense of determination burning in her chest, Sophia stepped forward, her eyes fixed on the entrance ahead.As she crossed the threshold into the building, the heavy doors swung shut behind her with a resounding thud, sealing her fate within the labyrinthine maze of traps and dangers that lay ahead. Sophia's heart pounded in her chest as she surveyed her surroundings, taking in the darkened corridors and shadowy alcoves that stretched out before her.With each step she took, Sophia felt a sense of anticipation building within her, a primal instinct urging her forward into the unknown. She knew that the trials ahead would test her to her limits, pushing her to the brink of her abilities in a bid to prove her worthiness as a contender.As she moved deeper into the building, Sophia's senses w
Untold chronicles of power Chapter hundred Twenty
Sophia could feel the tension in the air, a palpable energy that crackled with the promise of violence and bloodshed. As the battle raged on, Sophia could see the toll it was taking on both combatants. Sweat glistened on their brow as they exchanged blows, their movements growing slower and more labored with each passing moment. But even as fatigue threatened to overtake them, neither JD nor Martin showed any signs of backing down as they fought tooth and nail for supremacy in the deadly arena of the Conclave. With a sudden surge of adrenaline, JD launched a flurry of kicks and punches at Martin, his movements a blur of motion as he pressed the attack. Martin, caught off guard by the ferocity of the assault, stumbled backward, his defenses faltering under the relentless onslaught. Seizing the opportunity, JD pressed his advantage, his blows raining down on Martin with brutal efficiency. With each strike, Sophia winced, her heart aching with the knowledge that she was witnessing
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