Gonzalo walked from corner to corner, round in his bedroom. Pondering on the essence of his life. Everyone seemed to talk highly of his late father.
Often times he was compared to his late father, which did hurt him. He felt terror wash all over him. He sighed, a barely audible waft of air.
When he thought of Ashina, he laughed mirthlessly. He tightened his grip on the bedding.
Gonzalo had to admit even he was surprised at how much fortitude Ashina had shown. He could practically see King Duke falling under her spell. ?
Trying to mask his impatience, he swung one foot.
He was yet to figure out the best way to keep Ashina punished. He knew he couldn't do much until King Duke left.
He reached for a glass of drink on his table and downed half of it in one long gulp.
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