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"They built their riches and wealth on the ruins of my trust and sweat; now I will turn their dukedom into a monument of their own downfall." ~Araneae Ruber
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#The Imperial Palace#
HEATH JOLTED up from his sleep in a startled movement. This sudden reflex stunned Brant, as he was about to wake the crown prince up.
"LUELLA!! NO!!!!" He suddenly yelled from his sleep. His hands stretched to nothing that only he could see.
Brant moved away from him as he looked bewildered. "Your Highness?" He softly called out.
He was previously about to make a tease of him about how weird his obsession was with Luella and how he was screaming her name at the break of dawn was really unhealthy.
But he refrained from doing so once he noticed the dreadful expression that played on his face.
Now Brant was worried.
