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Chapter 291: v3 - 52: the final six months · Oct 27, 2026

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251 Chapter 251: v3 - 12: training grounds I 2026-10-27
252 Chapter 252: v3 - 13: training grounds II 2026-10-27
253 Chapter 253: v3 - 14: training grounds III 2026-10-27
254 Chapter 254: v4 - 15: Training grounds IV 2026-10-27
255 Chapter 255: v3 - 16: the first duel I 2026-10-27
256 Chapter 256: v3- - 17: the first duel II 2026-10-27
257 Chapter 257: v3 - 18: the first duel III 2026-10-27
258 Chapter 258: v3 - 19: the first duel IV 2026-10-27
259 Chapter 259: v3 - 20: the first duel V 2026-10-27
260 Chapter 260: v3 - 21: the first duel VI 2026-10-27
261 Chapter 261: v3 - 22:First duel’s aftermath 2026-10-27
262 Chapter 262: v3 - 23: changing seasons 2026-10-27
263 Chapter 263: v3 - 24: unexpected guests I 2026-10-27
264 Chapter 264: v3 - 25: unexpected guests II 2026-10-27
265 Chapter 265: v3 - 26: challenged 2026-10-27
266 Chapter 266: v3 - 27: the challengers I 2026-10-27
267 Chapter 267: v3 - 28: the challengers II 2026-10-27
268 Chapter 268: v3 - 29: the challengers III 2026-10-27
269 Chapter 269: v3 - 30: the challengers IV 2026-10-27
270 Chapter 270: v3 - 31: the challengers V 2026-10-27
271 Chapter 271: v3 - 32: the challengers VI 2026-10-27
272 Chapter 272: v3 - 33: the challengers VII 2026-10-27
273 Chapter 273: v3 - 34: a gamble I 2026-10-27
274 Chapter 274: v3 - 35: a gamble II 2026-10-27
275 Chapter 275: v3 - 36: the first recruit 2026-10-27
276 Chapter 276: v3 - 37: a way forward I 2026-10-27
277 Chapter 277: v3 - 38: a way forward II 2026-10-27
278 Chapter 278: v3 - 39: a way forward III 2026-10-27
279 Chapter 279: v3 - 40: a new beginning I 2026-10-27
280 Chapter 280: v3 - 41: a new beginning II 2026-10-27
281 Chapter 281: v3 - 42: a new beginning III 2026-10-27
282 Chapter 282: v3 - 43: a new beginning IV 2026-10-27
283 Chapter 283: v3 - 44: a new beginning V 2026-10-27
284 Chapter 284: v3 - 45: a new beginning VI 2026-10-27
285 Chapter 285: v3 - 46: Count Carlo of Almery I 2026-10-27
286 Chapter 286: v3 - 47: count carlo of almery II 2026-10-27
287 Chapter 287: v3 - 48: count carlo of almery III 2026-10-27
288 Chapter 288: v3 - 49: His first appearance I 2026-10-27
289 Chapter 289: v3 - 50: His first appearance II 2026-10-27
290 Chapter 290: v3 - 51: years in passing 2026-10-27
291 Chapter 291: v3 - 52: the final six months 2026-10-27
292 Chapter 292: v3 - 53: securing the crown 2026-10-27
293 Chapter 293: v3 - 54: the rewards of victory I 2026-10-27
294 Chapter 294: v3 - 55: the rewards of victory II 2026-10-27
295 Chapter 295: v3 - 56: the truth I 2026-10-27
296 Chapter 296: v3 - 57: the truth II 2026-10-27
297 Chapter 297: v3 - 58: the truth III 2026-10-27
298 Chapter 298: v3 - 59: the road home I 2026-10-27
299 Chapter 299: v3 - 60: the road home II 2026-10-27
300 Chapter 300: v4- - 1: the life she had chosen I 2026-10-27

Chapter 291: v3 Chapter 52: the final six months

The final six months were different.

For more than two years, the struggle for the succession had been fought through influence.

Conversations.

Alliances.

Promises.

Marriages.

Quiet negotiations behind closed doors.

Lorenz had played that game well.

By then, his position had become difficult to challenge.

Too many houses had declared for him.

Too many young nobles had grown comfortable with the idea of his eventual reign.

Too many people had begun to believe that supporting Lorenz was no longer a gamble.

It was the safer choice.

And that was precisely when his opponents stopped playing safely.

The first sign was a rumor.

Then another.

A nobleman who had supported Lorenz was suddenly accused of accepting foreign money.

The accusation was false.

But before it could be disproved, his reputation had already suffered.

Then came forged letters.

A marriage alliance that had taken months to arrange was suddenly broken.

A shipment of weapons intended for one of Lorenz’s supporters never arrived.

A trusted official was discovered to have been taking bribes.

None of it could be traced directly to the opposing factions.

That was what made it effective.

They were testing how far they could go.

Lorenz responded carefully.

He did not publicly accuse anyone.

He strengthened his security.

He changed meeting locations.

He stopped announcing his movements too far in advance.

And Marcus quietly rearranged the men around him.

Cassian noticed the changes.

So did everyone close to Lorenz.

The atmosphere around the Crown Prince had changed.

There was less laughter.

Less carelessness.

More men watching doors.

More guards in corridors.

More questions before anyone was allowed into a room.

Then came the first attempt on Lorenz’s life.

It happened during a public procession.

The attack lasted only seconds.

A man emerged from the crowd.

A weapon flashed.

The guards reacted immediately.

Cassian was already moving.

By the time the attacker reached Lorenz, three men had intercepted him.

He was taken alive.

But the incident changed everything.

That evening, the Crown Prince’s household became a fortress.

Marcus stood before Lorenz with a report in his hand.

”They knew your route.”

Lorenz looked at him.

”Who?”

”We don’t know yet.”

Marcus’s expression hardened.

”But someone did.”

Cassian stood nearby.

He said nothing.

Lorenz looked toward him.

”And you?”

Cassian understood the question.

”I will assume they know mine as well.”

Lorenz’s expression darkened.

They had begun to understand what Cassian represented.

For almost two years, he had moved through noble society.

At first, he had been nothing more than a curiosity.

The handsome young count from Almery.

Marcus Kensington’s distant cousin.

A newcomer from a small county.

But he had changed.

He had become familiar.

Trusted.

Connected.

People sought him out.

He had formed friendships with young heirs from several important houses.

He knew who supported Lorenz.

Who opposed him.

Who remained undecided.

And, more importantly, he had become someone people listened to.

That made him dangerous.

The first attempt came quietly.

A drink intended for Cassian was discovered to have been tampered with before it reached his hand.

The second was less subtle.

His carriage was attacked on the road.

Cassian survived.

Three attackers did not.

Afterward, Marcus found him cleaning blood from his sleeve.

”You understand now.”

Cassian looked at him.

”They know.”

”Yes.”

”They know what I am doing.”

Marcus nodded.

Cassian glanced toward the road behind them.

”I suppose I should be flattered.”

Marcus stared at him.

Cassian gave the faintest smile.

”I was beginning to think I had become insignificant.”

Marcus shook his head.

”You are becoming too useful.”

Cassian’s smile disappeared.

That was the truth.

He had spent years learning how to survive.

Then he had spent years learning how to influence.

Now the two skills had become inseparable.

He could not simply withdraw.

There was nowhere to withdraw to.

His name was Count Carlo of Almery.

His loyalties were increasingly obvious.

And the people who wanted Lorenz to lose had finally realized that removing Cassian would weaken him.

So Cassian became more careful.

He stopped traveling alone.

He changed his routines.

He paid closer attention to every person who approached him.

And yet he did not stop attending gatherings.

That would have been more suspicious than continuing.

Instead, he became even more deliberate.

He smiled.

He listened.

He made people comfortable.

And he learned.

The difference was that now, he understood that someone might be watching him just as carefully.

The political struggle grew darker.

A nobleman who had openly supported Lorenz was found dead.

Another disappeared.

One household changed allegiance overnight after receiving an unnamed threat.

A military commander suddenly withdrew his support.

The capital began to feel divided.

Everyone knew something was coming.

They simply did not know when.

Lorenz’s opponents understood that time was running against them.

The King’s health was failing.

Everyone knew it.

And once the King died, the succession would no longer be a political contest.

It would become a question of who could seize the throne and hold it.

So the opposing factions acted before that day arrived.

There were arrests.

Counter-arrests.

Secret meetings.

Men bribed to betray their commanders.

Others killed before they could do so.

The palace became a place of whispers.

Every corridor seemed to have someone listening.

Every letter was examined.

Every unfamiliar face was remembered.

And through it all, Cassian remained beside Lorenz.

Not always visibly.

Sometimes he was sent to speak with a nobleman.

Sometimes he appeared at a dinner where his presence seemed entirely social.

Sometimes he simply stood behind Lorenz during a public appearance.

But he was always working.

Information moved through him.

People trusted him.

And slowly, the coalition around Lorenz hardened.

The final confrontation did not come in a single dramatic battle.

It came through a series of decisions.

One house declared openly for Lorenz.

Then another.

A military commander pledged his troops.

A third faction abandoned its neutrality.

The second prince’s strongest supporters realized that they were becoming isolated.

Their remaining options narrowed.

Then, one morning, the bells began ringing.

The King was dead.

The news spread through the capital before the sun had fully risen.

For a few moments, everything seemed unnaturally still.

Then the city erupted.

Orders were issued.

Troops moved.

The gates were secured.

The great houses gathered.

And Lorenz stepped forward.

There was no longer a reason to wait.

He was the legitimate heir.

He had the support of the strongest coalition.

And he had spent years preparing for this moment.

The succession was decided quickly.

Not peacefully.

But decisively.

By the time the final opposition within the capital had been subdued, Lorenz stood as King.

The crown that had once seemed distant was now on his head.

The bells rang across the city.

The streets filled with people.

The banners of the new King were raised above the palace.

Cassian stood among those who had helped make it possible.

He watched Lorenz receive the crown.

For a moment, there was something almost unreal about it.

About five years ago, Cassian had fallen from a cliff.

Three years ago, he had been an Arena fighter who did not know whether he would live long enough to see another winter.

Now he was standing in a royal palace, watching the man he had helped support become King.

Lorenz’s gaze found him briefly from across the hall.

There was no need for words.

They both knew what had been spent to reach this moment.

Lives.

Years.

Blood.

Trust.

And countless decisions that could never be undone.

The crown was finally his.

But as the celebrations began, Cassian understood something that many others did not.

Winning the succession was not the same as securing the kingdom.

The other princes still had supporters.

Their armies still existed.

Their alliances had not disappeared simply because Lorenz now wore the crown.

The struggle had changed.

It had not ended.

And the bloodshed was not yet over.

Tbc

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