Grace Martinez
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"Perfect." He smiled proudly. "Again, Princess!" Evie shot at him again and again and she had yet to miss any shots barring the first one. She was incredibly precise. Even Zolan was starting to enjoy being her target. "You're an incredible archer princess, but… what if your target is moving?" Zolan told her. "If your enemy is running from you, could you do a thing to take it down?" Evie remembered her self-taught trainings. When her father stopped instructing her, Evie decided to train by…-
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"Oh my… she was totally not fooled one bit by my explanation. And I thought I had given her the most believable reason there is." Zolan murmured. In his eyes, there reflected a look of respect due to how unexpectedly sharp this human princess was. He did not think she had it in her. "The lady is very perceptive. I honestly think that she could tell if someone's lying or not!" Elias complained. "I had been trying to avoid being caught by her questioning me, but it's nerve-wrecking!" "Oh, really? So,…
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Last night, while the sounds of battle raging from afar was intense, Evie could do nothing else but just stand by the window, fingers with knuckles bone white, desperately gripping the window frame as if she were hanging on for dear life. The images and thoughts swirling in her brain had been driving her near to madness and terror. No, she was not at all afraid of the possibility that the enemy might be reaching her. However, she was scared and worried to death about Gavriel. She wished she could go down…
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"Nightmist…" Gavriel said and Zolan's eyes widened in fear. He quickly got the prince to lean against the wall and immediately checked on his wound. "Fuck. It's indeed nightmist!" Zolan cursed. Nightmist was the most lethal poison ever created because there was no known antidote for it. This poison could only be obtained by the vampire's royal family and it was said that there was only a very little amount left in the possession of the royals. No one knew who created this poison. All they knew was…
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Leon's eyes widened a little before narrowing them in suspicion, not sure where Gavriel was going with this. "You didn't even give me a chance to agree." He gritted his teeth. "Oh, did I not?" Gavriel tilted his head slightly. "Well, that's not important anymore. You've lost the bet. Therefore, you will serve me from now on." The prince declared with a wide smile. It was not just Leon who was shocked at the words that came out of Gavriel's mouth, but everyone else who had heard him. Gavriel shrugged…
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With a sickening thud, Gallas' body fell to the ground and rolled a couple rounds lifelessly due to the impact and weight. Seeing their prince standing there leisurely – the ultimate picture of calmness and with an air of assurance surrounding him – with the half-blood's head still dangling in his hand, the Dacrian soldiers seemed unable to believe what their eyes were showing them nor were they able to respond to what had just taken place. They gulped in astonishment, opened their mouths, then shut…
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Blood suddenly sprayed out of the huge man's body without him realizing until Gavriel's powerful fist crashed into his face and he was sent flying away from the troops only to drop to the ground not unlike a chunk of huge stone. Following the tremor of Gallas' collapse, there reigned a few seconds of dumbfounded silence from both armies who were watching this awe-inspiring exchange. Watching the fight and being able to follow their moves, Gavriel's men smiled. "There he goes," Samuel smirked and then…
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The half-bloods instinctively stepped back. Their expressions had changed, especially Gallas'. His haughty look was now gone, being replaced by incredulity and shock. He had been prepared to expect many things from this traitorous prince, but this was not one of the possibilities that he had imagined ever happening. At all. Leon who rarely shows any emotions was also showing a wary look on his face and very clearly had his guard up. Their purple eyes had gone bloody red. Time seemed to have come to a…
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Staring uneasily out the windows, towards the direction of the front line that her eyes could not even see, Evie remained tense long after Luc had dropped her off according to Gavriel's orders. She somehow felt that the air was heavier and chillier, even though the temperature was the same as last night. Unease and worry laid heavy on her as if there were a boulder sitting on her chest. She remembered those times in her younger years, she and her mother used to feel this way every time her father goes…
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Someone deliberately cleared his throat so Evie could only push Gavriel away. "Your Highness, it's more than time already. We must depart now." Luc said, his face still managing to remain quite stoic, despite everything that he had seen and heard. "Go, I'll be fine." Evie urged her husband as well all the while trying to break free from his hold. Elias also emerged from the stairs, already holding Evie's cloak and dagger with him. "Alright," Gavriel's hold finally loosened rather reluctantly. His…
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