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A lift
Alex leaned in the shade of the wall, trying to make it look like he wasn’t monitoring his brother. He figured he was failing miserably, aware that Kyle and Jess were doing the same. His brother’s simmering anger that had been bubbling away below the surface since William found out about some of his lords turning traitor had started to dissipate, although he suspected William was more angry at them leading their people to death in a pointless war. All of them had tried their hardest not to kill everyone they were lined up against—not an easy task when those same people showed no similar compunctions. Still, in credit to their own forces, they had done a remarkable job.
Hearing of the events that had transpired in the palace Alex suspected he’d still be seething with anger hims
