LXXVI

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Different places, different stories to tell. --unknown {}{}{} “You know, I’m still quite baffled.” In a small voice, Lord Helios Fritz who is stuck up the ceiling with Lady Veronica Dutch has initiated a conversation. Upon receiving no response from the lady, he went from peeking through the space he uses his magic to monitor the throne room, into turning to look at the lady whose eyes are just focused on the throne room. “What did you say to your mother than she allowed you to do this?” he asked, continuing his sense of curiosity despite the obvious choice of ignoring him. “Are you perhaps—” his words were cut off when the lady put her hand on his mouth, interrupting him as she pointed down. When the young lord looked down, the sight of the king sitting down the throne caused his ang

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