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The Last Option
Tears quickly filled Adeline's eyes as Evander struggled to grab the sword. He was a good swordsman, but she knew Lucan would not give him something he would be able to pass. She blinked slowly, breaking eye contact with Lucan, then slowly focusing on Evander. He had not seen her and had gone on his feet now as a soldier walked into the grounds. People roared and cheered as Adeline clenched her jaws hard, anger filling her. She hated to be the sacrifice so many times, but looking at that soldier... she would never be able to watch Evander die. She already was the reason he had lost everything, including her. She couldn't watch him die in the hands of Lucan, too. The fight started in earnest, and even though Evander was doing well, it was quite obvious he had the lower hand. He was simp
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