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"They shattered my heart, but from the fragments, I have forged a weapon; now, their downfall is inevitable." ~Araneae Ruber
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ULRIC SHOOK his head as he watched them from the tree. He had followed Luella once the knight came.
'But to point a knife at the duchess, knowing she hates you. That is crazy as it sounds.' He thought, folding his as he watched.
'A cool blood drink would really go for me to enjoy this watch.' He thought with a sigh. Ulric's eyes trailed to the knight and the still beating butler, 'He better no kill him. Cleaning up a body is too much for me to do alone.'
Nanette glared at Luella as the knife was maintained at her throat.
"You know, I have always wanted to know. Mother, why do you hate me so much?"
Nanette gritted her teeth, "Don't call me that!! Do you not listen?"
