Chapter Twenty-Eight

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"Ask, speak your mind" she said coldly, but this time this cold was something he could actually approach, perhaps she did this so he wouldn't fear her? "Was any of it real? You served Lalin and claimed to love it, you did exceedingly well as a Lady, was it real?" he asked, this question had been on his mind since he discovered her identity. As a reaper, she should be incapable of emotions, and from her actions now... he saw that she actually thought lightly. Isabella started at Mercer for a while her gaze becoming gentle.  "Mercer, you are still very young and there are many things you are yet to learn" she answered, her voice was no longer cold but warm and gentle. "Do you actually love Layrim as you claim? You wanted knighthood did you not? You said you wanted knighthood because of y

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