The Third Prince Of Darkness

Chapter 95: Dark and blue(Bonus Chapter)

Warning: This chapter may depict some disturbing events

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**Third Person POV**

Outside of a dark but exceedingly large room, a young man approached the door. The young man was a prince who had just returned from a night spent with women. Although he was not the favored prince in his own kingdom and was not even mentioned in the succession struggles, he was still a lucrative source of profit for some nobles, especially fallen ones.

However, the young prince, of course, believed that the reason those women were with him was due to his own charm or masculinity.

The young prince had long abandoned his ambition for the throne and did not mind if one of his brothers took it. Well, he had only one brother he disliked, but that brother had recently made a huge mistake by attacking their father. And the king, who was their father, would probably not make the son who had attacked him the successor.

In fact, according to the young prince, the mere fact that his stepbrother was still alive was due to their father's excessive mercy. Unfortunately, his stepbrother's fight with their father was something he couldn't reveal to anyone.

What a pity... He really wanted to tell his friends how his stepbrother was defeated, but he didn't want to upset his father. Actually, he might have talked about it to a friend while drunk last night, but today he couldn't find the friend who knew about it. Neither his friend nor his family were anywhere to be found. It was as if the ground had swallowed them.

As the young prince pondered what had happened to his friend, he entered his room. He wanted to spend the night with a beautiful maid and had particularly set his eyes on the only girl in the palace his despised stepbrother was involved with. Since his stepbrother was now powerless, he couldn't do anything to him anyway.

He would throw the maid his stepbrother had been with onto his bed and claim her, leaving her in awe of his great masculinity. The stepbrother was probably not very good in bed, and when the maid felt his masculinity, she would be intoxicated... At least, that's how the young prince imagined it.

Unfortunately, he was unaware that the daughters of fallen nobles who were with him faked moans and pretended to orgasm. The young prince entered his room with drool on his mouth and saw that it was very dark. It was so dark that he couldn't even see in front of him. He walked forward and reached for the window to open it.

When he opened the window, light finally entered the room, and after sitting on the bed, he began to remove his unnecessary clothes. Suddenly, he felt the hairs on the back of his neck stand up and, when he looked up, saw a pair of blue eyes seemingly peering into the depths of his soul.

"Welcome, Lugoar," said a deep and thick voice.

Despite being in bed, Lugoar felt extremely uneasy, as if he were dreaming a nightmare. His sense of reality was momentarily distorted, and his brain stopped questioning things. But when he returned to himself, he looked at his most hated person, his stepbrother, with astonishment.

"What are you doing here, Ethan?" he asked.

Suddenly, chains shot out from the darkness around Lugoar, and because of the dim moonlight that barely illuminated the bedroom, Ethan could almost use his full potential. The chains wrapped around Lugoar's body so quickly that Lugoar could not even move a muscle. As Lugoar opened his mouth to scream in fear, another chain shot into his mouth, and the impact caused Lugoar to lose several teeth.

Blood from his mouth stained the chains, and tears started to stream from his eyes due to the pain.

Ethan slowly emerged from the dark corner of Lugoar's room. His blue eyes sparkled in the dim light of the room. Ethan held one end of the chain tightly in his hand, while the other end crawled like a lie on the floor, spreading the uncomfortable sound of metal rubbing across the room. Lugoar was completely immobilized by the tight chains.

He had tried to scream, but the chain in his mouth muffled his voice. The breaking of several of his teeth choked his scream, blending pain and terror into a desperate cry.

Ethan approached Lugoar slowly. His steps were silent and deliberate. There was no sign of anger or revenge on his face; in fact, there was no trace of any emotion. The darkness seemed to concentrate around Ethan, as if bowing to his will. He extended a hand toward Lugoar's face, tilting his head slightly to look into his eyes.

"Poor Lugoar," he said with a calm but chilling voice. "I never saw you as anything more than a bug... in fact, no one has ever seen you as more than a bug. Your entire life was insignificant and worthless. You, Lugoar... You are nothing but a waste of flesh in this world," Ethan said with cold and merciless eyes.

Lugoar desperately writhed between the chains, but no movement was effective. Ethan remained silent for a moment, as if he wanted to deepen Lugoar's fear. Watching Lugoar's desperate struggles, Ethan continued to speak slowly. Every word seemed like a judgment echoing in the darkroom. "It is disgraceful even that someone like you shares the same blood with me," he muttered.

"But even that will come to an end now."

"MHMMMMMM!"

Lugoar's eyes widened with fear and shock. He had never thought his stepbrother could restrain him like this. Ethan took another slow step and placed his hand on Lugoar's throat. The chains tightened even further with Ethan's will, and Lugoar's breath was cut off.

"I'm going to kill you with these chains, but you know why I'm going to kill you with chains, don't you?" Ethan asked, wrapping the long chain around his hand for a while.

Of course, Lugoar, with his low intelligence and being in the scariest experience of his life, did not know why Ethan wanted to kill him with chains. The reason Ethan wanted to kill him with chains was actually simple, but cunning. Prince Liam had a secret known only to the king and a few important figures. Prince Liam had killed many nobles, and the reasons for these killings were usually simple.

For instance, he had killed a noble simply because they did not show him enough respect.

To prevent problems from the families of the nobles Liam had killed, the king provided them with a sufficient amount of money and imposed some token penalties on Liam. There was also a team ensuring that the noble families who had lost members did not speak out and kept the events secret. However, somehow, Liam killed every noble with the same weapon... Iron chains.

The bodies were unrecognizable because of the numerous hard iron chain blows, and it was an excruciating process. At the same time, it was like Liam's signature.

Unfortunately, with Ethan having limited time and Lugoar's screams potentially being heard by someone at any moment, he needed to work quickly. Ethan shut the window, cutting off the dim moonlight that entered the room, plunging it into complete darkness. The only visible thing in the room was Ethan's pair of blue eyes, absurdly seeming to challenge the darkness.

Of course, the fact that these blue eyes were glowing from within the darkness only intensified Lugoar's fear.

Ethan approached Lugoar, whose whole body was trembling under the intense pressure of fear. The cold and heavy texture of the chains pressed even harder against his skin, making movement nearly impossible. As Ethan approached, Lugoar's heartbeat quickened, echoing like a drum in his ears. At that moment, he felt the chilly breath of death; there was no escape, no matter how much he struggled.

He was nothing more than a pathetic insect against Ethan's will. Lugoar was so terrified that the room began to smell of urine, a clear sign of his distress.

Ethan wrapped the chains around Lugoar once more. He leaned closer to Lugoar's throat, his breath brushing against Lugoar's face. "I don't like giving a person such a painful death, but I have no choice. At least I'll try to do it as soon as I can. " he whispered.

The chains tightened further with Ethan's strength. The air in Lugoar's lungs rapidly diminished, and the muffled sounds coming from his throat echoed in the dark room. In an ultimate effort, Lugoar's eyes locked onto Ethan's blue eyes, but he found no trace of mercy there. In Ethan's eyes, there was only darkness, coldness, and an inevitable fate.

Lugoar's face turned red, and the veins on his face started to show. The iron chain in his mouth filled it completely, making it impossible for Lugoar to make any sound.

At that moment, Ethan took a few steps back and swung the chain in the air. The next moment, the chains struck Lugoar's helpless body, causing blood to spurt onto the wall behind him. Ethan repeated the same process numerous times that night, turning it into a hell for Lugoar. Undoubtedly, it was a painful death for someone of his princely status.

Blood sprayed across the room, and Lugoar's body swelled and bruised like a fish. Fiona might not even recognize her son's face when she saw him...

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The next day, the palace would turn into a scene of fire, and news of Lugoar's death would spread like an avalanche. Fiona's anguished scream upon seeing her son's unrecognizable corpse would be heard throughout the palace. A large-scale investigation would be launched, and Liam would be arrested as the prime suspect.

The palace would become a hell, as it had in recent days, but King Richard would remain calm despite everything and would face some criticism. A few days later, a man with blue eyes who had never visited Fiona before would appear in front of her room and request to meet with her....