Lord Sharou completed his monthly checkup with ease. He was at the peak of health and ready to host a variety of characters in his special world here in Satina.
These days, he had to settle for breakfast with only his mistresses since his sons were a no-show. Having one of his favored captains, Jariyah, in the bunch lifted his spirits.
They could chat endlessly about adventures in the north. Sharou admired simpletons, and civilians in the north were as simple as they came. They knew how to mind their business.
Sharou often invited the captain to his study. Jariyah was quite the company and a sound tactician.
"I understand you were at a disadvantage without weapons, but other units needed them more. That is why the General refused," Sharou said, treating her as one of the men.
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