Roschart was looking down at Jane with a face that looked like it had forgotten to smile, meanwhile, Cecelia was overhearing this under the basement.
"What makes you so confident?" Roschart walked to Jane and crouched to her face,
Jane glared at him and widened her smirk,
"You'll know when you see him!"
"Well if that's all you have to say then, I guess I could use you as a good piece to play the game, well then, I'll only take you." Roschart shrugged with a distant smile and pulled her up with her arm.
"Shouldn't you be a bit gentle with ladies?"
Roschart chuckled and pulled her away in the forests and slowly she went out of Cecelia's reach.
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"I see, so she was taken by Roschart, damn it! If only we were here sooner!" Styrmir punched the floor, clenching his teeth.
