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He heard footsteps approaching, but they weren't the ones he expected to hear, they didn't have the heaviness of the usual men's boots or when they alternatively sent someone straight to him in armor. It was a light ticking, if he knew it wasn't possible he would have even said it was her. He didn't even get up to prepare for the meeting. Maybe it was the queen who wanted to watch die the man who had made the royal family live a week of terror, or even worse it was his mother who, for some strange case had heard about him and wanted to meet him. What a vile woman. She had abandoned her family for money, for a life of ease, albeit with a man she didn't love. She had left what she said was the love of her life and two children, without even giving it much thought. No, unlike her father, he
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