F/VoH Ch 123: The Story of Amanda and Amyna

"Do you want to eat by yourselves, or... do you need me to feed you?" Ryan asked, his tone as calm as ever, but this time there was a slight smile on his face that made Ellina and Charlotte exchange glances, smiling shyly.

"We want to be fed!" Ellina and Charlotte said in unison, the two women exchanging looks and shy smiles before finally accepting their own request.

Ryan merely smiled faintly, then nodded his head calmly. He began to feed Ellina first, his hand movements gentle and patient, treating each spoonful as a special attention. After that, it was Charlotte's turn, who looked at Ryan with an expression of deep gratitude that only Charlotte dared to show when they were in silence together.

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Somewhere far from their warm moment, in a dark room almost entirely shrouded in shadows, a woman stood tall with a sharp gaze facing a dimly glowing screen, the only source of light in the room. The woman's face was beautiful, yet her eyes were filled with determination and hidden anger.

"So... do you agree to help us?" the woman asked, her voice calm but firm. The woman was Amanda, the rising leader of the rebels in the shadows of the Polons Kingdom.

From behind the screen, another woman looked back at Amanda, her expression equally serious. "Yes, I will help you," the woman said in a low voice, "but our agreement must be made in a safe place. You know about the Cursed Territory in the Bertord City Forest, right? We will meet there. I will come alone. If I see anyone else with you, consider this meeting never to have happened."

Amanda stared at the screen sharply, indicating that she was ready to meet any conditions. "I understand. I promise I won't bring anyone with me," Amanda replied firmly.

The woman on the screen nodded briefly. "Alright, until we meet again, Amanda." And with that, the screen went dark again.

Amanda remained standing in the darkness, thinking. "... Is this a trap?" Amanda murmured softly, weighing every possibility in her mind.

As a rebel leader, trust was a rare commodity that Amanda had to guard carefully. How could Amanda, who was once just an ordinary girl, come to this point—leading a movement against the powers that be?

Amanda sighed deeply, recalling memories of the past. Once, Amanda was just a weak girl living in the capital of the Polons Kingdom with her younger sister, Amyna. They were not a wealthy family, but their lives were sufficient, and there was simple happiness there. Amyna worked as a maid in the royal palace, and for Amanda, their happiness was everything.

However, the arrival of heroes from another world changed everything. Since the first day they appeared, Amanda and Amyna's lives were never the same.

At first, the presence of the heroes brought hope and happiness to the people of the Polons Kingdom. Many believed that these heroes would be symbols of justice and saviors fighting for the people. However, slowly darkness began to seep into those empty promises.

The ever-increasing taxes began to erode the lives of ordinary people, pressing them to the point of despair. Amanda, though hurt by the worsening situation, held on. She tried to accept it all, thinking that things might get better.

But everything changed the day Amanda found her sister Amyna's body. At that moment, Amanda ran with a pounding heart to one of the dark corridors in the palace after hearing horrifying rumors.

There, Amanda saw Amyna's lifeless body, full of wounds and bruises, as if Amyna's body had become a field of inhumane torture.