Law of Shadows

-kingdom building

'I'll eat it later.. ' she couldn't risk getting caught even if the chances were low. Survival was still the first thing in her mind.

Now I would One after the contract is signed release all your people from the confinements of the monster Den so you could leave whenever you wanted. Two I will not Send people to hunt or hurt your people that includes myself after we release you. Now that is all for the basic we can talk around these points and add more if you want or we could just go for this basics and leave it be."

Frederick smirked. This was his field, his level of expertise. What happened in Bristol, was not the type of man he was. Anger had clouded his judgment, and now with the threat of bringing a wizard after his family, Baron Frederick of the Silver Tongue was back. And he had just realized how he could atone for his mistake. A lord, no, even better than that. A King. King Ashton, ruler of the land. He would bring about the end of the power of the local Kings, and return it to one worthy of being Uther's successor. As he was an Ashton, even better.

"Oh, no, that would hurt. Last night it was cold, now it is hot." Natatawang sagot ng binata. Na napapangiti lang ang dalaga. At hinarap na lang ng dalaga ang pagkain. Maya-maya ay tumingin ang dalaga sa suot niyang wrist watch.

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*Snore*

He then places a photo of a middle-aged man sporting a moustache and a goatee. "Your main objective is to find and rescue Andrei Raikov. If he dies during this operation, then all of this would be meaningless"

"So, it seems that the sedative has finally worn off. You have such a beautiful voice too. My apologies, I should have first answered your question. As for your friend, I believe she is dead. But don't worry, I'll be more careful with you because you are such a beauty. Your bone structure so perfectly proportionate. And you smell wonderful like lavender and fear at the same time."

After nearly hanging himself on his tie, Bob staggered out to the kitchen, and once he'd raided the fridge of last night's cold lasagne, collapsed into a chair. As he drowned himself in coffee, Bob began to fight off the fog of sleep that continued to plague him, and gradually became observant of his surroundings. The cracked lino on the floor exuded its mould children into his mangy slippers, the water stains continued their crusade across the walls, and the sink swore in protest at the crumbling ceiling plaster falling into its territory. Still, combing his oily black hair out of his face, Bob snapped his genuine Seagull watch around his wrist…

trio thoughted in heart

Never! Never! Never!  Never! Never!