An Understated Dominance by Marina Vittori

“To avoid trouble, the four guards must die,” Mulder said bluntly.

The four Red Legion guards instantly turned pale upon hearing that.

Even Warrick frowned, his face darkening.

“What nonsense are you spouting? They are my personal guards, my brothers-in-arms. How could they possibly betray me?”

“You never really know who you can trust. Betrayal happens all the time-even between comrades. For your safety, we can’t take that risk,” Mulder said solemnly.

“A warrior can be killed but never disgraced. We’ve followed Sir Prescott for years, through life and death. No matter the cost-even if it’s our lives-we would never betray him,” Geralt said.

“That’s right. Don’t judge loyal men by your own petty standards,” Kalen snapped.

Hmph! Scum like you could never understand the bond between men who have fought and bled together,” another added.

They responded to Mulder’s words with a mix of anger and disdain.

These men were Warrick’s personal guards -battle-hardened and fiercely loyal. They had faced life-and-death trials and wouldn’t hesitate to lay down their lives for him.

From the day they joined the Red Legion to the moment they were chosen as Warrick’s personal guards, one belief had been drilled into them-his safety came before everything.

Not just their own lives-even if all their families’ lives were added together, they still wouldn’t measure up to Warrick’s importance. Loyalty and duty bound these Red Legion guards, but so did the unforgiving military code.

to take their own lives in atonement, and their families wouldn’t be spared either. That was why betrayal had never even crossed their

your so-called brotherhood, but I understand

Grimhold Keep. So, don’t bother arguing with me because I used

were beyond what

fully

nothing to lose, but those were usually

given that option. They couldn’t live, but they weren’t allowed to die

who had assaulted over

Grimhold Keep for three years, tortured beyond recognition, and eventually turned into a living corpse. His suffering only ended when

witnessed so much bloodshed, Mulder had no faith in human resilience. He

had never seen the place themselves, they

they endure the torture? None of

safety,

head, and his face

you can’t do it, I can take care of it for you,”

cold glint flashed in Warrick’s eyes. “They’re my men. I’ll do

at the four men before him.

four guards shuddered as red lines bloomed across their

“Sir Prescott… you…”

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