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• God Is My Oath   R O U N D 6

  Ella patted her head in a repeated motion as she crooked down to protect herself from any further blows. The chariot she was currently traveling in was uncomfortably tiny, her skull thumped onto the chariot's solid wooden roof every time her ride faced a bump on the uneven road. The only ointment to her terrible headaches was the chauffeur's frequent apologetic nods and sheepish smiles.Ella was hardly keeping herself on her toes, the whole situation was getting on her nerves; the scroll that wa

• God Is My Oath   R O U N D 5

  Excluding all the swordsmen that have either won or lost before Ella's show-man-ship, there were a total of3 heavily bruisedindividuals in the entire arena.1)Prince Theodore.

• God Is My Oath   R O U N D 4

  "Let the game begin." Prince Theodore smiled.Ella gave herself a little toast inside. The corner of her lips tugged upwards as she wiped the single tear that settled on her cheek with her shoulder. She was rejoicing, and why wouldn't she?

• God Is My Oath   R O U N D 3

  Ella ducked down in defense as she merely became the newest victim to all sorts of junk that were being thrown upon her as a sign of displeasure by Dalia's people.Ella was a bit surprised that none of their slander and mockery bruised her esteem in a way they should have but that was probably because she did not approach the ring with any expectation, to begin with. She attempted to rub off the posh alcohol from her sleeve which, too, was tossed upon her, not by the people of Dalia but by the R

• God Is My Oath   R O U N D 2

  "So you're telling me you trained all these years just to cry like a little girl on such a minor wound?" The king looked down upon the contestant who lost very dreadfully, full of wrath.Ella had forgotten that the king, no matter how benevolent or courteous, he was, weaklings were still his least of favorites.

• God Is My Oath    R O U N D 1

  The audience boomed with applause and encouraging words for the swordsman they supported. It has been just a tournament, but the arrangements were so grand, Ella thought as she sauntered around the ring, observing every nook and cranny. No wonder the royals planned this.The arena was glistening with blinding pale lights and flaming candles. The women were busy sipping on expensive champagne and staring down husky gentlemen, pointing and laughing among themselves.