Chapter 760
In front of the grand Xander Manor, a crowd gathered with expressions of concern and solidarity, united in a silent vigil for Athena, who was anxiously awaiting the return of Xander. As three agonizing days passed without any sign of him, despair began to consume her, leading to tears as she whispered about his broken promise. Her friend Alexandra, witnessing Athena’s heartbreak, struggled to maintain hope, while the arrival of Ray and his army intensified the situation, forcing Athena into a marriage she did not want in exchange for the city’s safety.
The emotional turmoil escalated as Alexandra pleaded for Athena to be treated with dignity, while Natasha burst into the room, urging her friend to reconsider the marriage. Athena, determined to uphold her honor, expressed her desire to convey her loyalty to Xander, even amid the looming threat of Ray. Natasha’s heartfelt offer to accompany Athena was met with a gentle refusal, as Athena emphasized the importance of survival for the greater good of their cause.
Meanwhile, Evander and others felt helpless, grappling with their inability to protect Athena. Trevor and Jessa proposed dangerous plans to eliminate Ray, but Athena, recognizing the potential consequences of such actions, rejected their ideas. Despite their shared grief and helplessness, Athena remained resolute in her decision to sacrifice her own happiness for the lives of the city’s inhabitants, believing that even Xander would make the same choice.
As the moment of departure approached, the atmosphere was thick with sorrow. Fireworks erupted in the night sky, signaling her impending marriage to Ray, while the crowd knelt in mourning, whispering farewells. The innocence of a small child asking Athena to return highlighted the stark contrast between the joyous occasion that should have been and the heavy reality of her sacrifice. The unspoken word “marriage” hung in the air, overshadowed by the collective grief of those who loved her, marking a bittersweet farewell filled with uncertainty and loss.
**TITLE: Fake Girl 760 p>
The square that lay before the grand Xander Manor was a bustling tableau of emotions, a sea of faces filled with concern and solidarity.
The people had gathered instinctively, forming a protective barrier at the manor’s entrance, their hearts united in a silent vigil for Athena. Each one yearned to do something profound for her, yet all they could offer was their presence, a quiet testament to their unwavering support.
In the blink of an eye, three long days had slipped away, each one heavier than the last.
Athena had clung to hope, waiting with bated breath for the return of the one person she longed to see.
But Xander remained absent.
The weight of despair crashed down on her, and she could no longer contain the tears that streamed down her cheeks.
“You broke your promise, you know? You broke your promise…” Athena whispered to herself, her voice barely audible, as if speaking the words aloud would make them too real to bear.
Alexandra, standing nearby, turned her head away in anguish, unable to witness her friend’s heartbreak. She raised a trembling hand to wipe the tears that threatened to spill from her own eyes.
For days, she had fought against the rising tide of despair, clinging to Athena’s words that Xander would return, that he would not succumb to fate.
But then Ray had arrived, leading the Northcold army, and Xander had yet to make his appearance.
The stakes were unbearable, as Ray had forced Athena into a marriage she did not want, all in a cruel exchange for the lives of the city’s inhabitants.
The tension that had built up over those agonizing days could no longer be contained, and the floodgates opened.
Alexandra’s sobs filled the air, her eyes red and puffy from crying. When the maid entered with the wedding dress, Alexandra’s voice broke as she pleaded, “Let her dress decently. Please p>
In that moment, Natasha burst into Athena’s room, her expression a mixture of urgency and despair. Athena was meticulously sorting through military books, each one a testament to her dedication and intellect.
The bamboo slips, marked with Xander’s careful annotations, were stacked with precision. Athena’s fingertips brushed over the military texts, her touch tender, as if she were caressing precious artifacts from a long-lost era.
“Are you really going to marry him?” Natasha’s voice trembled, thick with emotion, her armor still stained with the blood of their last skirmish. The remnants of last night’s failed raid against the Northcold army lingered in her mind, the small team she had led nearly annihilated.
Athena turned her head, her expression resolute, as she pressed a tiger tally into Natasha’s palm. “Help me tell Xander that I didn’t embarrass him. I fought with honor p>
Natasha’s heart ached for her friend. “That’s your husband. If you have something to say, say it to him yourself p>
Unable to contain her feelings any longer, Natasha rushed forward, enveloping Athena in a tight embrace. “I’ll go with you. If it comes to the worst, we’ll face it together p>
“Silly girl,” Athena replied softly, patting her back in a comforting gesture. “You must survive and witness Petanion’s armored cavalry crush Northcold p>
In a different part of the manor, Evander’s fist struck the wall with a resounding thud, his eyes glistening with unshed tears. “I’m useless. I can’t even protect a woman I care about p>
Outside, Kurtis stood in the yard, flanked by his three sons, all four men bearing the weight of grief etched into their features.
Trevor, his youthful face illuminated by the cold gleam of his father’s gun barrel, clenched it tightly. “Athena, let me disguise myself as a maid and accompany you. I’ll find a way to eliminate that scoundrel, Ray p>
Jessa nodded in agreement, her determination shining through her sorrow. “Let me marry him in your place. As long as Ray is within three steps of me, I’ll take his life p>
A bitter smile crossed Athena’s lips, a mixture of admiration and despair. “He wears soft armor, and he’s surrounded by skilled fighters. You think it’s that easy to kill him? If we provoke him, countless lives will be lost. Jessa, I can’t take that risk p>
The group fell silent, heads bowed in shared grief, the weight of their helplessness palpable in the air.
Yet, as Athena looked at their concerned faces, she mustered a soft smile. “It’s worth it to trade my life for the lives of everyone in this city. Even Xander would make the same choice p>
Suddenly, the night sky erupted with fireworks at the city gate.
Ray was urging her forward, impatience evident in his tone.
“Okay, I’m leaving,” Athena said, her voice steady despite the turmoil within her. The red fabric of her dress trailed behind her like a river of blood against the bluestone slabs of Xander Manor.
Each step felt as if it bore the weight of a thousand burdens, her heart heavy with reluctance.
The people knelt along the path, their voices rising in unison, “Farewell, Athena p>
Yet, the word “marriage” hung unspoken in the air, a heavy silence that lingered like a dark cloud.
What should have been a joyous occasion was shrouded in sorrow, no smiles gracing the faces of the gathered crowd.
Even a small child, no more than three, looked up at Athena with tear-filled eyes and asked, “Princess Consort, can you come back p>
They were too young to grasp the true meaning of life and death, their innocence a stark contrast to the harsh reality that loomed ahead.
In the heart-wrenching culmination of her journey, Athena stood on the precipice of sacrifice, the weight of her impending marriage to Ray pressing down on her like an anchor. Surrounded by the somber faces of her friends and loved ones, she felt the depth of their despair echoing in her heart. Each tear shed, each whispered farewell, was a testament to the bond they shared, a bond that transcended the confines of duty and expectation. As she prepared to step into a future laden with uncertainty, Athena’s resolve crystallized; she would bear this burden not just for herself, but for the lives of those she cherished. Her spirit, though heavy with sorrow, flickered with the hope that her sacrifice might ignite a spark of change and resilience within her city.
As the vibrant fireworks lit the night sky, a bittersweet farewell unfolded, marking the end of one chapter and the uncertain beginning of another. The innocence of the child’s plea lingered in Athena’s mind, a haunting reminder of the lives at stake and the innocence she was determined to protect. In that moment, she understood that her journey was not merely about survival, but about the legacy she would leave behind—a legacy of courage, honor, and unwavering love. With every step she took towards her fate, Athena carried the hopes and dreams of her people, a silent vow to return, not just as a princess consort, but as a beacon of strength in the face of adversity.
In the next chapter of *Fake Girl 760*, readers can expect a gripping escalation of tension as Athena steps into the dark unknown of her impending marriage. With the weight of her city’s hopes resting on her shoulders, she must navigate the treacherous waters of loyalty, sacrifice, and the undeniable pull of her heart. The chapter promises to delve deeper into the complexities of her relationships, as alliances are tested and new revelations about Xander’s whereabouts come to light. Will he emerge as a beacon of hope, or will the shadows of doubt continue to cloud Athena’s path?
As the story unfolds, the stakes will rise dramatically with the looming threat of the Northcold army. Athena’s resolve will be put to the ultimate test as she confronts Ray and his ruthless intentions. The emotional turmoil within the manor will reach a boiling point, igniting fierce confrontations and unexpected alliances among her friends and allies. With the city’s fate hanging in the balance, readers will be left on the edge of their seats, eager to discover whether Athena can reclaim her agency and forge a new destiny amidst the chaos. Will she find a way to outsmart her captor, or will she succumb to the fate that has been thrust upon her? The answers await just beyond the next page.
Sara Lili
Sara Lili is a daring romance writer who turns icy landscapes into scenes of fiery passion. She loves crafting hot love stories while embracing the chill of Iceland’s breathtaking cold.