Chapter 0775

Enzo

"Today is the day, my love."

Mila's voice, soft and sweet, pulled me out of my reverie. I found myself sitting beside those pools of unfathomably deep water again, although this time, I couldn't quite remember how I had gotten here. Furrowing my brow, I turned to see Mila's face smiling down at me. She reached out and touched my cheek, and... Yes. Right. I was just relaxing here before my big fight. The arena waited for me now, and I couldn't have been more excited. After all, once I won the fight, the ceremony would begin and after that, Mila would finally be mine.

And I would be hers.

I smiled, pressing my hand against hers. "I can't wait," I said softly.

"It's a good thing you don't have to, my dear. It's time for you to start getting ready."

I followed her gaze to the doorway, where a servant waited for me. I already knew what was in store: a ceremonial bath, during which they would likely scrub my skin within an inch of its life, just like last time.

And that was exactly what happened. Within a few hours, I was seated on the edge of my bed, wearing a plain cloth shirt and loose pants. My skin was red and a little raw from the scrubbing, and the room smelled like fragrant salts. I was ready; and in just a few short hours, I would be preparing for the fight.

But I couldn't deny the way my leg shook, my heel bouncing on the ground.

Maybe it was nerves, or maybe just anticipation. Either way, with hours to spare before the fight, I knew I couldn't wait here the whole time. I stood and decided to wander, then, to help pass the time.

The walk started out innocently enough. I wandered the halls, tracing my fingers along the smooth obsidian as I mused to myself.

through, something changed. I felt myself no longer wandering, but instead moving toward a

final corner, I found myself in a strangely familiar

The dungeon.

knew that it wasn't entirely an unconscious decision. And that was why, as I pushed open the door, I didn't fight the

inside. Wandering down the narrow corridor, flanked on

of my opponent a

mere inches from the bars. It seemed as though that same urge had taken him over, too, and he padded forward,

then. I

into each other with an intensity that

with no warning I heard a gruff voice reverberate inside

are in

rigid, my pulse thundering in my ears, but for some reason I didn't pull

can speak?" I murmured, my

fights as part of her sick ceremonies, all in pursuit of an heir. But she cannot

furrowed my brow.

came out as more of a low, throaty growl. I felt the urge to pull back, but once more, I

unleashes her fumes

his words, followed immediately by something more solid, more guttural as the fog in my mind

I have been so blind? Something was happening to me here, something dark and twisted. It was as if I had realized it a thousand times already, but each time

No, this time Mila didn't come. And maybe that was why I had come here, to see the panther, when

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