EDITED.
"They will drown in their own lies. In their screams, I'll find my solace. Their end is my justice. I am the vengeance they awakened." ~Araneae Ruber.
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ARCHIBALD'S BROWS furrowed with a questioning look. "She sent another letter to the newspaper station? Why? Did something else happen?"
"Nothing in particular, just that an attorney came in to read the will of the late Duke Lloyd… So, I am sure you can guess what she sent to the office"
"She wouldn't," Brighter uttered, her voice in a low, calm whisper.
"Oh, she did, alright. And her precious little maid made sure to deliver it"
Ulric turned to the Grand duke, "So, what do we do, your grace"
Archibald's eyes turned slit as he tilted his head to the side. His hands massaged his hands on his chin.
"If it goes as I am thinking, the will would be as I wrote"
The two in the room with him looked at him, stunned.
