Sixty-Seven
Meeting Tartys 3 DUKE MICHAEL ALERRA's THUD "Why am I here?! This is not the Bureau of Justice's prison!" I yelled to the knight who threw me in the forsaken and disgusting prison. I tried to grab him from within the bar but I couldn't since the bastard knight quickly step away. "Hey! You bastard! I know you are aware of who I am! Quickly, take me away from here or else— " "Forgive me, Duke Michael but the orders of the prince are absolute. I ask that you wait until the prince decides what would be your verdict." This damn lowlife! "Call that f*****g fake prince here! How dare he— " "Duke," The commoner knight called with a sharp tone in his voice. I can see in his eyes the disdain. "I suggest you refrain from disrespecting the prince. Your fate is in his hands. Aside from that— "
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