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"Their downfall is my destiny. They'll beg for the mercy I won't give. Their empire will fall by my hand. I am the vengeance they deserve." ~Araneae Ruber
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#County of Langston#
SER. JASPER FROWNED as he knew he had to do it. He had no other choice. No, he had a choice. He could choose not to do it, but he shivered at the consequences that would definitely befall him.
"My lord, you have to inform him about it." Giles said, pouring him tea. Ser. Jasper let out an unamused laugh.
He hadn't delivered the message Grand duke Archibald said he would deliver to his brother. He didn't want to, because what in Promusni's name would a grand duke want from a mere sickler like Stannard.
Ser. Jasper knew his brother rarely went out and scarcely socialized, but why does the grand duke want to see him. Biting his lips until it drew blood, he was agitated.
