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Mathilde.
White Coast.
"So, he isn't coming, huh?" asked Quentin, sitting alone in the throne hall chamber of Mathilde Castle.
Not a single person had come to keep Quentin company. James was still busy dealing with some prisoners of war —mostly surrendered soldiers. The Baron went with his scouting party to Duskshire City. George was still in the refugee tent to take charge of the situation there.
The person Quentin was actually waiting for was Jonas. Today was already the third day of Quentin's control over Mathilde; it should be the market boss like Jonas coming to visit.
"Alright. I'd better go see him by myself," Quentin stated.
He lifted his body up from Mathilde Castle's throne. Quentin walked alone out of the throne hall, down the stairs, and arrived at the stables. It was located far away from Mathilde Castle, so Quentin needed to walk for a few minutes to get there.
