THE BASTARD'S STORY

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The surprise I felt painted the faces of everyone but Swan.  So he was a bastard? That did not make Grey’s powers rightfully his. After all, he did not wield the power of bastards.  “What are you talking about?” It was Belial’s scratched rumble that broke the silence that accompanied Astaroth's declaration. The Lord of Whisperers' eyes shone with a vague craze as he addressed Belial’s question. “It has been a well kept secret, hasn’t it? The children born to the Prince by someone other than his bride?” This time there wasn’t just a smile playing on his lips, he was full on laughing with his eyes.  He enjoyed it. The attention, the cessation of breathing as we awaited his words eagerly, us standing there just as he had planned, it all made him happy. We were pawns in his game and since

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