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For years, Shahid had been overshadowed by Khalid. His citizens, his royal advisors, even his own father were captivated by Khalid's charm. After constantly hearing endless praises and stories about his half-brother, Shahid decided he had enough of living in his shadow. The throne could only hold one king, and that seat would belong to Shahid.

It took nearly two years to amass an army of terrifying size. This time, Shahid miraculously learned from his mistakes and ensured he was well-prepared. When he finally reached the Leicester Alliance, his forces shattered its defenses.

The pride within Shahid was indescribable. He finally brought honor to his name with this victory. But more than anything, he is one step closer to the Almyran throne now that his half-brother’s life is over.

Shahid watches with a snide smirk as Khalid‘s spouse desperately tries to heal his corpse. His voice was calm and smooth, dripping with mockery.

“What’s this, trying to revive him? Can’t you see he’s long gone? Not even you can bring back the dead. Either you’re blinded by loyalty or utterly stupid.”