Chapter 75

Darius’s POV

The Republic had divided into groups of allies fifty years ago. It only seemed like yesterday that everything happened.

I had let the only person I ever loved burn to ashes. I failed. I gained power, leadership, and respect, but it cost me love.

The rebels did not succeed in doing away with the elites, but they succeeded in dividing us for good. Seven clans scattered among themselves and fought each other for power. There were two wars: internal wars within clans and the war over which clan would rule the Republic.

I unleashed my anger and hurt on the fools in my clan. I became the clan elder, but there was still the war to lead the Republic.

No one won, and at the end of it all, allies were formed, and tensions have remained since. The Salvatores, Albertoz, and Stokers of Novak Region became strong allies, protecting the center and north of the Republic.

To secure the Albertoz’s loyalty, I had to marry Isabelle. It was nothing