"Your eyes are mirroring your soul general, your anxiety is visible." Azarios swirled the wine glass, eyes completely focused on the sparkling pink liquid inside the silver glass as if he had not just noticed the deep emotions inside Seros.

White wolf fur made the surface of the silver armor sheathing that Azarios was dressed in today. Variants of this fur was only available for the rich that represented the high aristocratic circle. A symbol of grace, peace and harmony it was usually wore when a great happiness was bestowed by gods on one family, the reason why this fur adorned the Beast of Ambrose was clear- he favored his wife and was satisfied with her.....both in and out of the chambers.

Although the couple did not intended to have sex just yet but it was necessary to pretend the complete opposite.

"I have failed you my lord." the young soldier was having a battle, a war that was

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"Inji roots...." The man opening the red purse was astonished. His eyes snapping to hers in bewilderment. She was a lethal weapon disguised as a ravishing beauty. The three maidens given to her by his commander general were no where to be seen meaning she put them to a work complex enough that they were unable to follow her.

She made sure that no one could witness them talking before asking a maid to invite him here. Seros was completely aware that she was upto no good.

"What are your intentions?"

"My intentions are simple, he is my husband and whatever is between us should not matter to you. By giving you this, the amount of which even the emperor would not be able to pay me because its the last left root of this century...I only ask of you one thing, be loyal to us.

I am well aware of your suspicions and the truth you know.....that I don't belong to Ambrose and Azar

'Who are you?'' Lilith stiffened when instead of getting up and leaving angrily Azarios looked in her eyes trying to see her whole soul in the cocoa canvas.

She was in turmoil, wasn't the dynasty of King Alexander a worshipper of patriarch hierchy, it was considered a sin for a wife to ask her husband not to take more women into his household, it was a grave mistake and whosoever woman dared to hold her husband back as such was considered unvirtuous and vile and were immediately put under harsh rules to teach them proper etiquettes.

Even her homeland Gaerin wasn't devoid of all these practices, although the wives were allowed to speak their mind and control the households of their husbands but the law did not stopped either of the couple from having affairs outside marriage.

Women in Ambrose were not allowed to tell men what to do, only bow their head and follow, the man could take hu

"Your eyes are mirroring your soul general, your anxiety is visible." Azarios swirled the wine glass, eyes completely focused on the sparkling pink liquid inside the silver glass as if he had not just noticed the deep emotions inside Seros.

White wolf fur made the surface of the silver armor sheathing that Azarios was dressed in today. Variants of this fur was only available for the rich that represented the high aristocratic circle. A symbol of grace, peace and harmony it was usually wore when a great happiness was bestowed by gods on one family, the reason why this fur adorned the Beast of Ambrose was clear- he favored his wife and was satisfied with her.....both in and out of the chambers.

Although the couple did not intended to have sex just yet but it was necessary to pretend the complete opposite.

"I have failed you my lord." the young soldier was having a battle, a war that was taking place between the heart and mind, the mayhem swirling inside him was so harsh that the after

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