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Chapter 355 355: Fear and Fancies ( 355 ) · Oct 04, 2026

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351 Chapter 351: Choices and Consequences ( 351 ) 2026-10-04
352 Chapter 352: Time for a Change ( 352 ) 2026-10-04
353 Chapter 353: Desperate Choices ( 353 ) 2026-10-04
354 Chapter 354 354: Crossing Lines ( 354 ) 2026-10-04
355 Chapter 355 355: Fear and Fancies ( 355 ) 2026-10-04
356 Chapter 356 356: Wit and Warnings ( 356 ) 2026-10-04
357 Chapter 357 357: Plans and Proposals ( 357 ) 2026-10-04
358 Chapter 358 358: Javier and His Entourage ( 358 ) 2026-10-04
359 Chapter 359 359: Allies and Adversaries ( 359 ) 2026-10-04
360 Chapter 360 360: Border Protocols ( 360 ) 2026-10-04
361 Chapter 361 361: Rumors and Realities ( 361 ) 2026-10-04
362 Chapter 362: Truths Revealed ( 362 ) 2026-10-04
363 Chapter 363: Love and Loyalty ( 363 ) 2026-10-04
364 Chapter 364 364: Brothers and Banter ( 364 ) 2026-10-04
365 Chapter 365 365: Kisses and Cat Claws ( 365 ) 2026-10-04
366 Chapter 366 366: An Unexpected Reunion ( 366 ) 2026-10-04
367 Chapter 367: Ties of Influence ( 367 ) 2026-10-04
368 Chapter 368: Charm and Chaos ( 368 ) 2026-10-04
369 Chapter 369: Strategic Summons ( 369 ) 2026-10-04
370 Chapter 370: The Day of the Summit ( 370 ) 2026-10-04
371 Chapter 371: The Key to Catastrophe ( 371 ) 2026-10-04
372 Chapter 372: Suspicion in the Air ( 372 ) 2026-10-04
373 Chapter 373: Feast and Farewells ( 373 ) 2026-10-04
374 Chapter 374: On the Road Again ( 374 ) 2026-10-04
375 Chapter 375: Plans and Precautions ( 375 ) 2026-10-04
376 Chapter 376: Maid Up and Ready ( 376 ) 2026-10-04
377 Chapter 377: The Race for Power ( 377 ) 2026-10-04
378 Chapter 378: The Hill Behind the Estate ( 378 ) 2026-10-04
379 Chapter 379 379: What Lies Beyond ( 379 ) 2026-10-04
380 Chapter 380 380: Encounter with a Celestial ( 380 ) 2026-10-04
381 Chapter 381 381: The Seventh Celestial ( 381 ) 2026-10-04
382 Chapter 382 382: Dangerous Knowledge ( 382 ) 2026-10-04
383 Chapter 383 383: The Choice of Vessels ( 383 ) 2026-10-04
384 Chapter 384 384: Under Pressure ( 384 ) 2026-10-04
385 Chapter 385: Ritual of Unity ( 385 ) 2026-10-04
386 Chapter 386: The Abyss of Power ( 386 ) 2026-10-04
387 Chapter 387: The Price of Greed ( 387 ) 2026-10-04
388 Chapter 388: Essence of Ambition ( 388 ) 2026-10-04
389 Chapter 389: Seals of Destiny ( 389 ) 2026-10-04
390 Chapter 390: Sealing the Bond ( 390 ) 2026-10-04
391 Chapter 391 391: Weapons and Wishes ( 391 ) 2026-10-04
392 Chapter 392 392: Legacy and Duty ( 392 ) 2026-10-04
393 Chapter 393 393: Sins of Submission ( 393 ) 2026-10-04
394 Chapter 394 394: Desire and Dominion ( 394 ) 2026-10-04
395 Chapter 395 395: Bound by Blood, Fueled by Rage ( 395 ) 2026-10-04
396 Chapter 396 396: Revelry in Blood ( 396 ) 2026-10-04
397 Chapter 397: Twisted Triumph ( 397 ) 2026-10-04
398 Chapter 398: Tides of War ( 398 ) 2026-10-04
399 Chapter 399: Plans at the Border ( 399 ) 2026-10-04
400 Chapter 400: Defensive Measures ( 400 ) 2026-10-04

Chapter 355 355: Fear and Fancies ( 355 )

Zaniaʼs heartbeat pounded in her ears as she watched Liana slowly put the key into the lock.

Click.

Her body froze.

This was a joke, right?

A trick?

She whipped her head toward the guards, desperation flaring in her eyes.

”P-please!!” she shouted. ”Stop her!”

But—

The guards?

They werenʼt even looking.

One casually flipped a page in his book.

Another took a leisurely sip of his coffee.

Not a single one of them moved.

Not one even acknowledged what was happening—

Like it was normal.

Like this was just another quiet evening in Armand.

Zaniaʼs blood ran cold.

She turned back just in time to see—

Liana.

Still smiling.

Still watching her.

And to Zania—

That smile was the scariest thing she had ever seen.

The cell door creaked open—slowly, deliberately.

Lianaʼs fingers lingered on the handle, drawing out the moment as if savoring Zaniaʼs fear.

Then, with the same gentle, almost motherly smile, she stepped inside and locked the door behind her.

Zaniaʼs breath hitched.

Her eyes darted frantically around the cell—searching for something, anything.

A weapon.

An escape route.

A guard willing to stop this madness.

But—nothing.

The key clinked as Liana tossed it outside, letting it slide across the cold stone floor.

Now—

They were alone.

Trapped together.

Liana took a slow step forward, tilting her head.

”Whatʼs wrong?” she murmured, her voice light and teasing.

Zaniaʼs fists clenched, but her body refused to move.

Her instincts screamed at her.

This wasnʼt an ordinary maid.

This wasnʼt an ordinary woman.

This was a monster in disguise.

”I thought Amazarak warriors feared no one?”

Lianaʼs smile didnʼt fade.

If anything—

It only grew wider.

Zaniaʼs voice pierced through the silence of the prison.

”HELP!!”

Her desperate screams echoed against the cold stone walls.

But the guards?

They didnʼt even flinch.

No one moved.

No one answered.

She was truly alone.

Zaniaʼs breathing grew rapid as Liana took a slow, deliberate step forward.

And another.

Zania stumbled back, her legs weak, her body trembling.

Too scared.

Her mind screamed at her to fight—to do something.

But she couldnʼt.

Her knees buckled, and for the first time in her life—

She knelt.

Tears fell freely, rolling down her cheeks as she lowered her head.

”P-please…”

Her voice cracked.

”Donʼt hurt me…”

Liana stopped just in front of her, tilting her head.

Her smile never faded.

Emerald eyes gleamed with amusement, curiosity—and something deeper.

She simply watched.

Calmly. Patiently.

Zaniaʼs breath shuddered as she pleaded, ”Please…” Her voice barely above a whisper. ”I will be executed soon… Please… at least…”

Her words broke into quiet sobs.

Liana knelt before her, reaching out to gently brush a tear from Zaniaʼs cheek.

”Oh my…” Liana murmured softly.

With the sweetest, most poisoned voice, she continued, ”I thought you couldnʼt talk?”

Zania flinched.

Liana giggled, brushing back a lock of Zaniaʼs hair.

”I thought you never cried?”

Zania shook violently.

Lianaʼs fist tightened, her knuckles cracking as the air grew heavy around them.

She raised her hand, fully prepared to strike—

To break this girl.

To remind her who she was dealing with.

But at that moment—

”Liana.”

A voice.

His voice.

Lianaʼs body froze.

Her heart skipped a beat.

She knew that voice.

The one she loved.

The one she lived for.

Slowly, she lowered her fist.

Turning to him, her entire expression softened, the tension melting away.

”Yes, Young Master?”

Her tone was gentle, devoted.

She stood, dusted off her skirt, and—

Bowed.

Graceful. Poised. Perfect.

Finally, she smiled.

A genuine, warm smile.

The kind of smile she only showed for him.

Javier bent down, picking up the key from the cold stone floor.

With a soft click, the cell door swung open.

He leaned against the frame, his usual mischievous grin playing on his lips.

”Liana, come out.”

Liana turned to him, tilting her head slightly.

”Youʼre not a girl suited for a prison cell,” Javier teased.

Liana let out a soft giggle, covering her lips with her fingers.

”Oh my, Young Master, are you worried about me?”

Javierʼs grin widened. ”Obviously.”

His eyes flicked toward Zania, still kneeling on the ground.

His smile didnʼt fade, but his tone turned firm.

”And bring her too.”

Lianaʼs playful expression vanished instantly, her emerald eyes gleaming with something dangerous as she turned back to Zania.

”Yes, Young Master. As you wish.”

Without hesitation, Liana grabbed Zaniaʼs arm, yanking her to her feet.

The Amazarak princess gasped, stumbling forward.

Liana leaned in close, her lips just near Zaniaʼs ear.

Her voice was sweet—almost affectionate.

”If you run…”

A shiver ran down Zaniaʼs spine.

”Or even think about running…”

Lianaʼs grip tightened.

”I will be so happy~ to hunt you down.”

Zaniaʼs throat felt dry.

Lianaʼs smile was warm, but her eyes?

Cold. Ruthless. Deadly.

Zania understood.

She wasnʼt leaving.

She wasnʼt escaping.

She belonged to Armand now.

The heavy stone corridors echoed with soft footsteps as they made their way toward the prisoner processing area.

Javier led the way, hands casually tucked behind his head, walking with his usual lazy confidence.

Behind him, Liana dragged Zania along with ease, her grip still tight around the Amazarak princessʼs arm.

”Young Master~” Lianaʼs voice was sweet, prompting Javier to glance over his shoulder.

”Hmm?”

”I hate touching her arm.” Liana pouted slightly. ”Can I grab her hair instead?”

Zania stiffened at the suggestion.

Javier sighed dramatically.

”Ehhh? No, no, no! You are sweet, gentle Liana. My Liana.”

He turned slightly, flashing a grin.

”Donʼt do that.”

Liana chuckled softly, tilting her head.

”My, my… Young Master, you always know how to ruin my fun.”

Leaning in, her lips came barely inches from Zaniaʼs ear.

In a whisper only Zania could hear, she said, ”Donʼt worry, girl. You wonʼt be hanged.”

Zania blinked, a flicker of hope sparking in her chest.

But Liana smirked, adding, ”But beheaded instead.”

Zania choked on her breath, a sharp chill crawling down her spine.

Her legs weakened, threatening to give out.

She almost tripped—until Liana held her firm.

”Oops~ careful now,” Liana hummed, feigning innocence.

Javier, watching from the corner of his eye, sighed again.

”Liana…”

”Yes, Young Master~?” she replied, beaming.

”Youʼre having too much fun.”

Liana simply smiled wider.

( End of Chapter )

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