We set out from Beverick shortly after lunch.
One of the late Marquis' sons, Soran saw us out. I actually made him a Count-
Syrvile didn't show up.
And I wasn't expecting her to either.
After the trauma and rejection I put her through, it was better she didn't see my face again.
I didn't see why she'd even remotely find me attractive despite me destroying her family and taking quite a few things from her but yeah-
Wait-
Was she after the fame and-
'Come to think of it, it could have been a ploy too…' I mean, I did eventually make her a Marchioness, a title she could have never gotten by herself while her brothers were still alive but-
Heh-
'Well, played.'
Grinning- we marched out of the city gates.
But yeah-
With this-
