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The Final Decision
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2024-10-29 19:42:56Now secured in the office of Mr. Siege, we sat around the table. Grim silence filled the air after explaining my plan to General Bregus. He sat still; his hands clasped together as he stared at the table. He had begun to protest, but immediately shut his mouth. He did this a few more times before returning to silence. I had him pinned unfortunately. He has firsthand seen how uncompliant Emmanuel has been. With only ten days left now until the banquet, time was of the essence. I am sure it would at least take a few days to track Emmanuel, especially in his state, so the more time we had to track the better.
“I hate when you pin me like this Alliah. You know his Majesty won’t agree to this.” General Bregus muttered under his breath as he passed a stressed hand through his hair. I swore over
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