XXXII

1845 Words

2 years ago, the Year of Nero. After Lord Amiran of Syracuse send Chlorus out to Rome… At the break of the day, soldiers started their daily routine with physical activities, running the field, calisthenics, and a basic duel as to warm up their bodies. Six men shouted and waved their staffs and charged towards Arete. The lady swiftly dodged all of them in speed. Arctus made a hand gesture, a signal given to Petraeus, attempt to execute their strategy to capture her. “WEAK! All of you!” Arete exclaimed at them. Argh! How I wish Chlorus is still around! Being the heir of Syracuse, she trained hard to become the best among all. She will only marry to a man who is better than her in every way. Offer herself to someone less competent? That was a great risk, not just for her personally, al

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