Lucius


    very distant relative, Lucius repeated to himself. No Greyfield would think to profit off of a war that hurt people.


    and allowing him to have a large personal army was a recipe for disaster. It made defending Astamarr from monsters a bit more difficult, but Lucius understood the reasoning.


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    can’t resist it.”


    could imagine it. It was the same feeling of a knife twisted in his gut that he’d felt when he’d found Venza fending off that lone Bloodbeak in the forest of Rentley.