Lucan watched Adeline as she slowly went to the floor, her hair sprawling on the floor, her side hitting it. Her blood slowly stained the floor and coated it in bright red hue, the arrow still sticking in her side.
Hushed murmurs filled the entire arena, but Lucan did not move, his fists clenching hard as he watched her slowly close her eyes. He bit down on his lip but said nothing, neither did any of his soldiers move.
"Your Highness? What shall we do?" Angel asked, coming in front of him.
Lucan did not reply for the longest time, his breaths ragged, the blood rushing to his ears.
Without a word, he turned away, his steps slow.
"Your Majesty!" Evander yelled, risking everything.
Lucan's soldiers immediately closed in on Evander, the black material coming over his face again, his hands tied behi……
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