CHAPTER 37 - MAVE
The Right Wing was the place for all laborers and non-lord guests. Mave walked through the ground halls, passing by doors after doors. Vahlyr's chamber could be found on the third level, she knew, because hers was on the fourth. Maids, cooks, bakers, tailors, cleaners ... all took notice of her and watched as she went past them. They must've known her as the hunter who had captured the last hyborn. But Mave ignored. She never considered herself as a dragon hunter—and she had no plans of serving this dark empire, ever. She reflected on the Emperor. All people had been so stupid of believing him—but not Mave. Did he really think he could fool her just like everybody else? Even Estes was so afraid to mess up with the Emperor. She hated him ... she hated Emperor Vargas ... and all these stup
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