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His name was Brad, the poor lad. attended the horses, when the custodian had found him and inspected him from head to toe critically. Brad was sent almost at once to the Duchess chamber.
after she was done with him, he came down to the banquet hall a happy man. greeted by a marvellous feast. Brad, had thought, he'd marry the Duchess and share her riches. he ate until he could eat no more, drank until he could take no more, and laughed until his belly ached. That was when a man, came up behind him. Brad had thought he was a servant, pouring more wine into his gold goblet. But nevertheless what the man poured was his blood, and in a single stroke of his dirk he cut through his throat. He felt his muscles rip, his veins burst, and the metallic bite rip him open from ear to ear. the blood rushed out like a violent stream, staining even the red carpet in red.
Brad's death was necessary. Beatrix was willing to pay the price later in life, when she were to be an old woman, the sovereign's mother. She grimaced the next morning.
'I feel positively radiant,' she said. 'Can you see the glow?'
her mother-in-law remained mute.
'I can feel it you know. even though it has been just one night, I can feel life grow inside of me.'
Ironic she thought, a life is taken and a life is given. the lord taketh and the lord giveth.
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Life Recreated
RomanceWhen the most powerful man on the earth falls deadly ill, with no heirs to take his place; his crown is to be given to one of his closets relative. The Duke of Pessline South. But when the Duke, unexpectedly gets murdered, the successor is inconclus...
