Chapter ten... so who is truly in power

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"My love let us toast a sip to our victory" "Oh my love you'll get drunk before you know it, one sip turns into one jug of ale" the two royals burst and  shared a giggle. King Duradel and his wife Queen Aife were sited at the throne enjoying they stolen prize of a whole kingdom. "Madonna!" called Aife, "Yes my queen" entered Madonna wearing  vermilion maxi dress with an ink black scarf covering her head. The scarf was meant to show her loss. After the King and prince heads were chopped off at sunrise and the rest of the kings 5 mistress were left behind to become Aife's lady-in-waiting. Queen Tamarind too was supposed to be killed and her right hand man though neither were found.

"My love we have finally made our dreams come true, our wildest wishes, our unrealistic expectations all have become real no longer a dream " "Yes my love no more a dream "

This had taken place after some days of the raid, The two royals had already thrown half of the population in prison or turned them into slaves, the streets had lost they sound of children laughing, the doors had now been shut closed, and even the bars felt less welcoming, all a living hell. And the Queen waited with patience without falter for Nora to return with help. Though in the meantime she was attempting to free her people, and revolting in silence. Because now the gates are permanently shut  

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"Well I say we outta go around through Highland region then head for the waters to the Azvark kingdom" "But that is far too far, let us gather help from here, we can rally up all the leaders of the regions that haven't been raided and free Grimestone" opposed Quentin c"That's too long and too risky" "But it's worth it as Azvark is too far!" "Pardon for the interruption but has anyone noticed that we have moved...






























































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