The War God’s Favorite

Chapter 131

#131 The Path to Madness

Cassandra was torn. Between disgust, horror, and… compassion. A part of her was hearing Vrehan’s

story and seeing it through her own spectrum. Once pulled into the Dragon Empire, she had always

thought there was something wrong with it. She had thought even more so when she had met Kairen,

his mother, and heard their story. This Imperial Palace was the scariest place in the Empire. Filled with

beautiful women, treasures, all the food and gold one could want, and endless rivers of blood. This kind

of place wasn’t an environment for children to grow up safely. It was a place for them to kill or be killed.

Her people had an expression for that. The river may not taste like the sea, but it doesn’t get sweeter.

No one could completely be free of its birth condition, and no child born from the Imperial Palace could

be born without blood to be shed either. It was one endless circle of vengeance, jealousy and death

haunting those golden walls. How could they path their own way of staying free of all violence in those

conditions? Vrehan had undergone through his mother’s madness and became the monster one

woman’s tortured mind could create.

“I have done everything… I became the best in everything!” He yelled. “I was the smartest child, the

strongest, even the one with the largest beast, and yet, when this bastard came back, all this went for

nothing. My Father only saw Kairen and his dragon, nothing else. None of us mattered. He gave him

the best opportunity, the best chances. Even giving him an army, so he could come back after that

victory and be acclaimed by anyone!”

Vrehan’s anger came in every single word he spat. He had become about as red as his dragon and

didn’t bother to control himself anymore. Cassandra looked at him, standing a few paces away, but she

was still nervously keeping an eye on the monstrous progeny also. Krai was growling in a low tone, but

his arched back and visible fangs made clear he was ready to attack as soon as she’d give him the

word.

That jealousy between the siblings was no different from their mothers’. They all longed for their

father’s attention, and a chance to survive. Yet, Vrehan.was the one who had gone too far, who had

fallen into this hole without any chance of repair. Cassandra knew this tone of voice, it sounded like

despair and madness, molten together.

“It was always about Kairen, the prodigal son, the War God, Kareen’s son… Father was blind anytime

that woman or her children were in the room. Even his damn sister mattered more than us, his sons!”

Cassandra remembered seeing Shareen stand like an equal of her brothers. She was the only princess

allowed to do that, but part of it was because she had taken that right for herself. It wasn’t Kareen or

the Emperor who had given her a chance to talk and dispute her brothers, to stand above her sisters.

The princess had chosen to stand her ground and become as strong as she needed to. She hadn’t

gotten favoritism, she had made her own space.

Shareen couldn’t have gotten that strong or became able to discuss matters of the Empire on par with

her brothers or her father’s counselor simply because she was the favorite daughter. On the contrary,

she may have become the favorite daughter because of everything she had become.

Vrehan was simply blind and deaf to her actions, just like he was to his own sisters. He couldn’t see a

woman as a whole human being, only as a thing to be subjected to another man. To a father, a brother,

or a son. Just like her mother, Shareen had long decided she was more than that. Cassandra didn’t

think that was simply her education that had molded her so, it was her nature.

“He didn’t have to do anything, he always came first in every fucking thing! The minute he was born,

that damn Kairen became the nemesis of my life!”

“…You’re wrong.”

After all of his vociferating, Cassandra’s soft voice took him by surprise. The Second Prince looked at

her, looking a bit lost for a second. He probably didn’t think she’d even dare talk back, but there she

was. The young concubine wasn’t even afraid. She was standing tall, backed up by the strongest

dragon alive, and she was not about to step down. She wasn’t impressed or scared by him.

Cassandra had found in herself the very same feelings she had the last time she stood in that arena.

She wasn’t afraid to die, she wasn’t afraid to stand in the face of a man-killing monster. A lot of things

had changed, and she

was stronger than before. She wanted to survive, this time, but she was also ready to give her life to

save her loved ones. She wasn’t scared in the slightest, a strange halo of quiet was with her.

“You’re wrong,” she repeated. “You saw what you wanted to saw. Kairen never had it easy, none of

your siblings did. You’re talking as if he had cheated, but you’re the one who took this for a game. You

nurtured your own jealousy after what your mother had experienced. You could have ended it years

ago. You could even have saved your mother, your sisters, but instead, you played this game of death

and you had fun until you didn’t.”

Vrehan’s face was getting more and more distorted with rage as she spoke. Cassandra’s composure

was even more of a slap to his face. He couldn’t stand a woman talking back to him without any fear in

her eyes and he couldn’t stand her being Kairen’s woman. He wanted to gouge her eyes out. Those

eyes who looked at him like a pitiful thing, or a crazy animal. Those green eyes who judged him.

“You could have led a good life if you had stopped it,” Cassandra continued. “Your mother was the one

who went havoc, but you happily followed her into the madness and you even pushed all the blame on

her. You used her. At least, she had her love for you and the Emperor as an excuse. But, you? You

didn’t have any real reason to do all the damage you caused. No one forced you to kill people, injure

your sisters, or even fight your brothers. You could have spared many lives, but you just relished in

your power until someone overshadowed it. It didn’t even have to be Kairen or Shareen. You needed a

bone to pick and you found one.” 2

Vrehan clenched his fists and his teeth, so furious he looked like he was about to explode.

“You ignorant witch!” He shout. “You think you know the ways of the palace? Do you think you have any

idea how cruel that world is? I was merely a child! I only followed in the path my mother had…” Content © NôvelDrama.Org.

“…I was a child too when I was captured,” said Cassandra in a very soft and low voice. “I suffered. I

saw all the people I loved killed, tortured, raped, and sold by men I didn’t know. I saw dozens of young

girls like me crying and suffering. I cried and I begged, too. I was whipped so many times, I thought I’d

die. I was cut so deep I know the color of my own bones. I experienced the despair and the anger, too,

and it did not make me a monster.”

The Second Prince looked at a loss for words for a few seconds. Then, he scoffed.

“You were merely a slave! You were insignificant, you were bound to be killed anyway! You couldn’t

rebel! However, if you had the chance, just once, to hold the whip and torture the one who had done

this to you, tell me you wouldn’t have done it! Tell me you would have remained all pure and innocent!

Do you think I am a monster? We are all monsters then!”

“… No one held the whip for you,” retorted Cassandra.

He blinked, having lost what she meant. This time, Cassandra simply looked disgusted at him, and

resolute. The Concubine shook her head and put her hand on Krai’s neck as she stepped forward.

“No one inflicted you such suffering, you’re the one who caused it. You mimicked your mother’s

craziness. You don’t deserve to even compare yourself to any victim. You and I are not the same. You

only inflicted pain on others, but you never suffered enough to know about that pain you caused. You

just used it as an excuse to justify

yourself.”

“I am the victim! I wasn’t born to be in someone’s shadow! It is my throne! No one knows what I went

through, I did what I had to! Don’t judge me, you damn slave! You know nothing! I am the new

Emperor, the only one that matters!”

His madness was beyond saving.

Cassandra realized that as she watched him scream, shout and empty his lungs dry. This man had

already sealed his own fate several times. There was no use in saving a fool running towards his end.

Moreover, even if it wasn’t for all those reasons, Vrehan was not one that could be saved. Cassandra

glanced towards the damaged dragons that were still growling at Krai. It was nothing pretty to see.

Those things were never supposed to be created, yet they had been born out of one man’s madness

and a woman’s suffering. The vision of Phemera’s terrified eyes came back to her mind, giving

Cassandra the conviction she needed.

“Enough,” she said. “It ends now. All of your madness, your schemes, and all the pain you inflicted on

others.”

The Prince scoffed.

“Ha! Do you think you can stop me? You, the slave woman? The white witch? I knew you’d be a

problem since Kairen saved you from this arena, I should have gotten rid of you faster… It’s high time I

get rid of you, you’re an eyesore!”

Just as he yelled those last words, the dragons suddenly got more agitated, growling loudly and

running towards Krai. The black Dragon didn’t move, staying close to Cassandra, but when the young

dragons reached them, he was ready. The sound of the first attack resonated throughout the arena.

Cassandra dived down to cover her ears, as one of the dragons growled even louder right above her. A

dragon’s growl could be as soft as a purr, but it could become a deafening siren when they wanted to

be heard. She rolled on the side, blinking through the dust clouds the gigantic bodies stirred. 2

So it had begun. She could hear Krai’s anger unleashing, but she had to not stay around. She could be

crushed at any moment by their weight, or get scratched by a dragon’s claw if she wasn’t careful. While

Krai had done his best to protect her, he couldn’t focus on Cassandra when he had two fight two of

those dragons. She had to get out of there, as that fight was bound to get messier. She struggled to get

out of there, keeping on eye on the fight of all three dragons while not making the mistake to find

herself in Vrehan’s reach

She wasn’t losing sight of the main enemy. Cassandra knew she couldn’t match up to Vrehan in a fight,

but she ought to not lose him a second time either. She had to find a way to end this…

The second Prince didn’t look willing to fight yet. He didn’t have a weapon, and his face still bore the

horrible scar of the injury she had inflicted him earlier. However, his dark eyes were absolutely burning

of rage at her, and the deathly aura around him wasn’t good either. Vrehan wasn’t even bothered to

look at how the dragons’ fight was going. The gigantic creatures were making a deafening ruckus, yet

he wouldn’t glance. He was focused on one thing.

He stepped forward, making Cassandra shiver uncontrollably. She had gone out of the Dragons’ reach,

but she was only a few steps away from the enemy, and perhaps she would have wanted to fight the

dragons more..

“You… Everything went off-track because of you,” he hissed. “If you hadn’t pushed those ideas into

him… If you hadn’t bore his bastard… 2

Cassandra glared at him, as she tried to get back on her feet. Her leg was horribly painful, and about

all of her body, but hearing him insult Kassian gave her a new wave of courage. As he came closer,

she grabbed some of the dust around her and threw it at him.

“Ah! You bitch!” He vociferated, rubbing his eyes and stumbling back.

Cassandra took those precious seconds she had won to get back on her feet and hurry in a different

direction, heading towards the cells of the arena. She didn’t even have enough strength left to run. She

was limping and exhausted. Cassandra tried hard not to look at the fight that was raging between the

dragons, despite her concern for Krai. There weren’t many doors open in the arena, but she had

remembered enough from her short stay in the arena to remember which to take.