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Daemon High: The Sense of Dread
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Laufend, Zuerst veröffentlicht Aug. 25, 2013
It HAD To happen on a Saturday...Scheiße! Why can't I get one day of peace? Normality is out of the question since I'm born royalty and will probably stay that way.

Yes, royalty, you've heard right. Born that way, whether I like it or not. Sure, I get what I want and do what I please and please wh-Nevermind. 

Now something's happened in the palace. MY palace. Something bad, Captain's sick so asking for his help and Team Alvanda's is out of the question, so now we have me, Xiang, my two sisters,Lawrence and Buster, Xiang's Dobermann. I guess this is a family problem now...Aw well as those German soldiers of World War 1 always said "lassen es dem von Berringwoods"
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