The Prince Who Was Raised in Hell

Dawn approached, and only the faint dark red sparks of the fire under the mountain remained as if a strong gust of wind could blow it off.

Caspian faced the stone, watching Dwayne who was nailed in front of him, was on his last breath.

The severe injuries, blood loss, and fright would be the end of him.

The utter misery and the pain accompanied by fear made Dwayne secretly curse at himself.

Would it not be great if he were a weak mortal instead of a warrior?

That way, he would be dead and free long ago, rather than ending up in that situation.

“I’ve… named them all… Your Highness…” Dwayne uttered with incredible difficulty.

With every word he said, it felt as if a blunt knife scratched his throat.

However, Dwayne had to find strength and say he wanted to die.

“Kill… Kill me… Just please…” Dwayne pleaded weakly.

Nonetheless, Caspian only glanced coldly at Dwayne and asked indifferently, “Dwayne, have you been to the hellhole prison?”

“I…” Just as Dwayne spoke one word, he suddenly realized something, and his pupils constricted.

However, Caspian did not spare another glance at him anymore, and he turned around to leave.

“Enjoy that kind of despair.”

“Please… Kill me…” Dwayne watched as Caspian’s back went further and further into the snowstorm until he completely disappeared.

Soon, he let out a hoarse cry.

Unfortunately, his blood ran dry, so he did not have any tears left either.

***

broke, Caspian crossed the border of Salleria and officially

7th of January, and there were 21 days before Edgar’s 30th-anniversary celebration

in the blink of an eye, and it

Salleria appeared very lively, and few people mentioned the chaos in the imperial court a few

was accepted as a

rumors went around that once Carson ascended to the throne, Salleria would no longer be just a county

that kind of change was more exciting than opening up new

name that once attracted people’s attention as

be whether someone deliberately suppressed it, or there were other reasons why only a few people

and countries as the Great

improved compared

be organized with such great fanfare that several neighboring

think Salleria

month ago, the capital of Salleria was already in the celebratory mood, and the atmosphere would be completely pushed to the climax at the end of the

do now was to make

they wanted

other hand, they must also remove all unstable factors as soon

the most important places in the whole celebration, the imperial city of Salleria, made

must be repainted, and the glazed bricks and tiles must

bricks on the ground in the imperial city must be brand

in charge of that was none other than Morris, the eunuch,

control of the Salleria’s imperial court’s etiquettes meant Morris had absolute power to appoint and remove the palace ladies and eunuchs in the

handle the food and clothing of the king as well as decide on the decoration of the palace in the imperial

and hold that kind of power could

just a little-known eunuch in the

simple as to why he could reach such a high position now,

first to discover that the former prince overstepped his boundaries with his sister and even intended to commit

his keen findings and timely report

that moment, Morris jumped up and down, directing a

Don’t rush! Hey! I told you to move slower!” Morris shrieked

finally placed the vase, and