Damien
“Your majesty?” Marcus called out as I practiced sword work on a practice dummy. My brother Nicholas had sparred with me earlier and gotten me pretty good, but my other brothers and cousin always seemed ‘far too busy to spar’.
It honestly stung, because I deep down I knew that they really weren’t doing much of anything according to my father. So it just meant that they didn’t want to be around me, and my guess was that it was thanks to that evil b***h Evelyn.
The source of all my pain.
“Yeah?” I asked as I lifted the longsword, and the blade of it came down crashing on the dummy’s shoulder.
“I have some interesting intel I’d like to share,” Marcus said as he shut the door behind him.
“It’s that serious?” I asked as I turned around and saw the look on Marcus’s face.
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