Picking a Fight

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>>>Titus’ POV<<< “What the hell are you still doing here? Get to the stronghold.” Echo barked at the army kneeling before her as we reached the inner courtyard of the castle.  My father stepped forward, in full armor. “My Queen, we are here to serve and protect you.” “I need neither.” She shrank him. “Now get your asses to the strong hold to defend our people. Send a sweep through the city to ensure everyone is out. s**t’s about to get messy General and I don’t need anyone second guessing me, do I make myself clear?”  “Yes my Queen.” He bowed. God she was sexy when she made men cower. “Third Regiment sweep the city! Everyone else to the stronghold!” He ordered. “Don’t worry General, there'll be plenty of killing to do if I fail. You protect the people, Titus will pro

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