Hello everyone! This is book 2 of
"The Illegitimate child gets revenge"! Obviously. . . Anyway if you liked the first book I hope you'll like the second one too! Just remind you if you didn't read the description:

Warning:
>Original story!
>Everything in this story will belong to me!
>Do NOT use anything without permission
>Characters belong to me.
>Plot belongs to me.
>Any drawings used in this was drawn by me.
>Cover done by me
>Will contain violence
>Will also contain mentions of war
>Will contain gore
>Abusive topics will be mentioned

I thank you all for choosing to read this book like the first one!

Let's get on with it shall we?

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Cornelius' POV

Since I sent my only son not too mention my only heir too war too have him prove himself it's been two years. I over heard some of the maids say that, that boy was only sixteen years old when he first arrived here so now he's eighteen years old. It's a big birthday for that boy.

However that's only if he's alive that is, within the two years I still haven't figured out which one of the maids is his mother. And no one gave any indication of who it is either.

"Father, it's been two years, do you really think he's still alive?" My eldest daughter Isabella asked me.

"It has been a long time." My wife joined in.

I looked at all three of my family members and sighed to myself, it was true that it has been a long time. . However, "War has no time limit to end. And this war was massive we was at war with so many countries and kingdoms it might take a few more years for it be over." I said to them all.

Just then a knock on my office door could be heard l. I moved my eyes towards to the door and saw it opening. I noticed the one maid that had always captured my attention, "What is it Nyoria?" I asked.

I could sense my daughter's and my wife glaring at her but Nyoria ignored it, she haven't been herself the past two years. I think she was close with Alton that it devastated her when he left.

"Sir. . . You have a letter from the king. ." She said, her voice empty and Emotionless as the words escaped her mouth.

I motioned her to bring it forward to me and once she did I took the letter, I opened it up and started to read it.

Dear Viscount Von-Lowther,
I am writing this to personally invite you to a party, to celebrate the war finally coming to an end. We will be celebrating it in the grand Gold Diamond hall. It's that special. We will be celebrating one man in particular who I have heard gained the nickname

"God of death"

He has made so many nicknames for himself on the battlefield but this one stuck with me. He was the reason why we could win the war in such a short amount of time.
So I hope that you can make it to the ball to help us celebrate this magnificent man. If you can the celebration will be held today from morning too night. There is a carriage waiting for you now.

From the King

After I read it I smirked and looked at everyone else. "Seems like the war is finally over and someone from this kingdom gained the title if "God of death" we'll be celebrating him and the celebration will be held right now. So let's go." I spoke up.

The others was so surprised but rushed off too quickly get changed. I told Nyoria she had to be there too so she was riding at the front of the carriage with the driver and of course Clayton.

"Did the letter say who the 'god of death' was my lord?" My wife asked me.

I shook my head at her question and looked towards my daughter's. "Well we'll find out when we get there! He's a war hero now too!" Adina spoke with a huge smile on her face.

I looked from my family and out of the window, having the scene move as the carriage was moving was something I haven't seen in a long time. The carriage stopped once we got to the palace and then carried on to move.

Once we got inside the palace grounds one of the guards opened the doors and helped my wife out of the carriage, then my two daughters and then I walked out next. We made our way to the hall, and everything was shining.

There was a big diamond chandler in the middle of the room and smaller ones scattered around the room. The guests was already there and looking like they was having a good time.

"My lord, are you excited too see if your son survived?" Some of the other men asked me.

I gave a small smile to their question and I nodded my head at them. "Yes, I do hope he survived, and that he's well." I replied to them.

Not the complete truth. . . Some part of me hopes he didn't survive at all.

That'd when the king started to walk on the steps and started his speech. "Ahem! We are here today to have a celebration that the war have finally ended! And too make things even better we are the ones that won it, it's all thanks one person in particular, let's all welcome our Hero back!" The king said.

The door started to open and everyone started to clap however when my eyes met the group I froze up, my wife and my daughter's done the same the person that was standing in front of the group that was returning was none other than. . .

Alton.

To be continued!