Chapter 20 The Blood Of The Nameless

Chapter 20: The Blood of the Nameless

“Fuck!

While the rest of the palace crumbled, Duke Valerius Virethorn stayed by the heavy oak desk, stuffing deeds and bags of diamonds into a leather satchel. 

He didn't look like a man whose daughters were missing. He was like a merchant counting his losses.

A...

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