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Chapter 50

Elena's POV

I stood at the side in calmness as I watched Bryson and Glenda muttering with each other, occasionally giving me a side glance of disgust and hatred.

Seeing them like that only made me laugh a little at how petty they both could be.

"Tell me about it! Especially that woman! Titled as the first female general, and she acts so petty, she almost looks pitiful! Where's the manner and grace in her that a general should have?" Ava sarcastically asked, and I could only imagine her rolling her eyes because of how annoyed her voice sounded right now.

When the time came, and the duel was about to start, Glenda and I stood up and prepared to enter the combat area.

As I did, I looked back at Prince Deacon and was once again mesmerized by his outstanding appearance, with the ray of setting sunlight giving him so much justice.

Its glow cast a shadow across his gold and brown armor that still had dried bloodstains etched on its metal from the past battles he had been on. The sunlight brought light into his mysterious demeanor.

I swallowed as I involuntarily admired his face, letting my eyes linger a little at his shaved beard, which had grown a little. As the harsh wind grazed his chapped skin, it enhanced the commanding intensity in his gaze, making him appear resolute and mighty among the crowd of soldiers and generals gathered around.

someone clear his throat, that's when I was pulled back from my daze. Keeping my composure, I smiled at Prince Deacon and

of confusion flashed in his eyes, but he remained silent and

patted my head. "Don't keep me waiting. Finish this quickly, and try not to disgrace

merely smirked at him

an assumption I had or because of my gratitude for him for standing up for me. Either way, I'll

a silent

the battle area, Prince Deacon stood up from his seat and

Keep in mind that everything has its consequences," he started before turning back around and looking at Glenda and

gaze between me and Glenda as he clarified, Elena Dooely, losing will mean that you'll your dignity and authority over your own troops. As for you, Glenda Harber, you shall be

he asked in

as

feel Prince Deacon's lingering eyes on me, which made my heart beat fast. However, I kept my eyes on Glenda and tried to keep my

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me with a rigid posture and lips curled in a cold sneer. Her battle robe, untouched by blood, swayed slightly

scoffed and taunted, "Did you really think you'd step onto the battlefield and suddenly be better than

an indifferent expression while I listened to

was about to answer Ava when a small

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