GLORY OF VICTORY

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"What you're doing at this hour?" After hearing to this question, Kylie became stunned like a doll as she knew very well whose voice it is because it is Lord Benjamin's voice.

"Why am I destined to die? I just want a peaceful life" Kylie speaking to herself.

"I think I asked you something?" She would rather not anger him more, "umm, I'm unable to sleep, so I thought of having some water and came out, I noticed your highness walking alone at this hour, being alone in the dark that too in the middle of the night might be dangerous, so I thought of walking behind you".

Though it is a lie, still she lied like a pro who is much experienced in lying.

"Then what stopped you?" One more question made her to sigh in sadness, "no, not again! Why do I have to lie again and again?" Kylie cursed herself.

"I stopped following you, thinking that it might invade your highness privacy in case if I follow more longer" Kylie spoke honestly.

"It's okay" he started walking, but Kylie didn't understand what his words meant by, she talked within herself "should I follow or not?"

"You can follow me, that's what I mean" Lord Benjamin smiled at the foolishness of the little girl, "argh, why am I so loud?" Kylie wanted to bang her head to the wall.

She followed him quietly, he sat in a place, it is the middle of garden, the place feels so mesmerizing under moonlight even in the darkness.

Kylie stood at a corner, leaning to a pillar and gawking at the beauty of the garden, "you seem loving this place?"

Lord Benjamin can't help but smile while watching the way Kylie is mesmerized by the beauty of the garden, "umm, it's looking quite beautiful my Lord."

"This is the only place, which makes me remember that I'm someone with life not a stone" Kylie sensed a grief filled agony in his voice.

She simply stared at him instead of speaking as she doesn't know what to speak, "how old are you?"

"I'm 16 years old my Lord" Kylie replied calmly, "you don't look like a girl of the age you said, you seem always lost in your thoughts always, searching for an answer without any question, what exactly you wanted to do in life?"

Lord Benjamin is always curious to know about Kylie since Mr. Ray brought her home, but he never got time to question about her, right now as they're left alone, he felt it's perfect time to know about Kylie.

"There is nothing much to speak about me my Lord, I'm just nobody to everyone, there is no one to call as mine because of my stupidness, apart from regret I don't have anything left, all I want to do is studying like other children that's it, and I don't think it's possible now."

Finally, Kylie spoke her mind, "Who said it's not possible?" Kylie was surprised by his question.

"I can't go to a school as I don't have a family, moreover, no one allows a commoner like me in the school of elites."

After hearing to Kylie's words, Lord Benjamin said, "you can join in the school you're dreaming about."

"How?" Kylie was shocked, later apologized, "I'm sorry, Lord."

"If you're able to pass the test given by the school, I'll let you study in the school of elites" Lord Benjamin assured her.

Tears with happiness filled in the eyes of Kylie, "really, my Lord?" Lord Benjamin nodded his head.

Kylie wiped her tears, "I promise my Lord, I'll sure work hard to pass the test."

"By the way, you didn't tell, what exactly you wanted to become?" Lord Benjamin questioned curiously.

"My mother want me to know much about medicinal activity, so I want to do it" only way to feel closer to her parents is being close to their dreams.

Listening to it, Lord Benjamin was impressed, "at least there is someone who wishes to live in their parent's dreams, unlike a few who loves to destroy the parent's dreams."

Kylie was looking at the plain sky filled with glittery way, "I think it's too late, shall we go?" Lord Benjamin's words brought Kylie back to her senses, "sure, Lord."

They went inside, Kylie walked to the room of Lord Benjamin, seeing him going inside his room, she returned to her room, after getting into their respective room, laying on the bed, decided to drift into a deep sleep.

Far away from the palace,

In the middle of the woods, dangerous howling creating a ruckus everywhere, in a circle of life and death, the strongest creatures fight with each other to prove their strength.

Survival is the fittest in the forest, the rules of forest, the one who loses their lives depends on the one who won, the winner might kill or make the loser as the slave of them.

There is no second chance to the loser, no one gives respect to their opinions, only a victorious candidate can create rules or express their opinion.

Few comes to prove their strength, few comes when there is no other choice.

This night, the fight is more interesting because the one in the circle is not an ordinary person, the terror of the forest is in the circle with glory of victorious smirk.

Fear, pure unadulterated fear is visible in the eyes of the opposite person after witnessing his opponent, there is no way he is going to survive from the punch of his opponent's paw.

The forest echoes the same chant, "Silas… Silas… Silas."

Edmund Silas Winchester the lion prince known for ruthlessness and cruelness is in the ring of life and death, unlike other days he is not here for fun but fuming with rage, the furious flames of him were ready to turn the opponent into ashes just with a single glance.

The fight began, the power of Edmund is hindered times more than other times, no one knows the reason behind his furiousness.

Every punch of him made the opponent to puke the blood, though everyone knows who'll be the winner, still they're watching the fight curiously.

When Edmund, the lion prince is on one side, Jacob the leopard is on the other side, both are renowned for their unique powers, but one last punch of Edmund ended the game with clean sweep.

There is no fight back after tasting the punch of Edmund, it's not a myth to the people who experienced it.

When the bell rang for three times still Jacob is not in his senses to wake-up, the forest decided that the winner is Edmund, to someone like Edmund there is no such thing called defeat according to everyone.

"Edmund Silas Winchester is the winner of tonight's ring match" when forest is busy in cheering for Edmund, but the one who must be happy for the victory is lost in their chain of thoughts.