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"They'll pay for every tear they caused. Their betrayal will be their end. I am the storm that will consume them. Their downfall is my destiny." ~Araneae Ruber
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#Hope Haven Medical Hospital#
SER. ARAGON TAPPED lightly on his foot while leaning on the wall as he watched the physician inspect the body. "What do you think about the death?"
The physician lightly raised his brows, slightly irritated by the continuous tapping of the soldier's feet. Annoyed and irritated, he commented.
"Death too quick and clean, not a struggle or fight."
Ser. Aragon sighed, ignoring his curt response. "I will need a report on that."
"Yes, of course. Come this way." He gestured to the door opposite the room.
Pulling out a seat for Aragon, he slid into it and immediately got scribbling. Once he was done, he handed it to Aragon, who inspected it.
