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His Despised Stray Is A Hidden Queen

Chapter 10 

Word Count: 1139    |    Released on: 08/09/2026

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tion matrix into his boots. But it was not enough. Stellaria Academy was full of pureblood elites. The professors possessed sharp senses. They would detect Greyson's Dragon tongue resonance. I needed

led the hood over my head. I walked out of the room. I slipped pas

topped in front of a heavy iron door. A bouncer stood outside. He was a large

emblem. I flipped it toward him. He caught it with one hand. He looked at the coin. The

d wizards traded stolen goods in the dark corners. I ignored them. I walked directly to a wooden booth a

ached. He smiled. He re

ns aside. "You rarely visit my humble stall

ooden box. He pushed it across the table. I opened

le thread of my magic into my fingertips. I hovered my hand ov

e," I said. My

don't know what you mean. That is a genuine Shadow Eclip

squeezed. The cheap stone shattered into dust. I

mercenaries stepped out from the shadows. They wore heavy leather armor

neered. "Leave the Glowgold on the ta

e mercenaries. I ke

heel. I swept my leg out. My boot connected with his shin. The bone snapped with a loud crack. He screamed. He dropped his wand. I caught the wood before it hit the floor. I didn't stand up. I aimed the stolen wand at the mercenary on my left. I fli

His eyes rolled back. He dropped to his knees and fell face first onto the ground. The fourth man hesitated. He took a step back. I closed the distance in two strides. I grabbed the fro

ht took exactl

back. I slammed his face down onto the remaining half of the table. His nose broke with a crunch. Blood splattered across the wood. I pulled a silver dag

lack market. He fell to his knees. His arm stretched

voice remained completely flat.

und a small iron lockbox hidden in the dirt. I stomped my heavy boot down onto the metal latch. The lock shattered into pieces. I kic

nto my jacket. I pulled out a small leather pouch. I tossed it onto the table

ce," I said. "I

other criminals in the black market pressed themselves against the damp brick walls. They lowered their

y face. I walked into the dark alley. I raised my hand

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His Despised Stray Is A Hidden Queen
His Despised Stray Is A Hidden Queen
“After my parents died, my pureblood uncle threw a pouch of ten thousand gold coins onto his mahogany desk. He demanded I take my seven-year-old brother, drop out of the magic academy, and cross into the mortal slums forever. "Consider your connection to this house severed." He sneered, warning me never to tell a living soul we carried the Price blood. My cousin Isla smiled her fake, angelic smile while my uncle mocked that we would starve on our empty pride. We were thrown out, forced to hide in a damp, rat-infested attic in the lower districts. Even Damien Carlisle, the supreme pureblood commander of the magic council, looked at me through the rain with arrogant, dismissive pity. To him, I was just a pathetic, broke teenage mother dragging an illegitimate child through the mud. They all thought I was a helpless stray, a nobody they could easily crush with their endless wealth and elite status. They had no idea that I was "Silent," the ruthless, undefeated duelist of the underground rings. And they certainly didn't know I was the legendary "Saint Hand"-the exact master alchemist that Commander Carlisle was currently tearing the city apart to find to save his dying grandmother. I shoved the pouch of blood money back across the desk, took my little brother's hand, and walked out of the manor without looking back. If the high purebloods wanted to play games with our lives, I would gladly bankrupt them all.”