His chair

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Dane “Welcome home, my prince!” The guards called as I arrived at the castle gates. I didn’t answer them. Instead, I kept my head down and rode into the castle. I got down from the horse and on the horizon, I could see the sun rising. The sky was purple, indicating the dying twilight. The castle was a bit busy. Maybe the news had reached them before I could say it. Of course, the guards I had been with had told them about the mission. They all knew what I had done. I was angry. I was mad that they had all turned me into the one thing I hated. They had turned me into a monster. There was only one person I could blame for this. My father. He had made me into this. He had forced me to get my hands dirty. He was a coward. He couldn’t kill the Silvermoon’s Alpha by himself and he had sen

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