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Book 2 Chapter 21
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Silence.
On either side of the table was a representative and a few of their personal guards behind them.
One side the upright professional Knights standing at attention awaiting any surprise factor or requests of their commander. The other side... It was as if seeing the gathering of delinquents in high school or gathered on a park bench. Christopher was sitting in his chair legs kicked up on the table, Alayna was to his side filing her finger nails, behind them was Elise sitting on a side table kicking her feet happily talking away with Cassandra who was overseeing the meeting making sure nothing took a turn towards violence, Thomas in a corner juggling around his battle axe like it was some sort of stunt performance trying to pass his boredom.
The knights sitting behind Andrea could only glance at each other to the side with looks of confusion, this was far from the formal settings they were use to.
"So what is it our dear friend
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"Are you sure this is safe?""Of course it is!" Christopher said, his voice sounding confident before saying. "I think." In a low whisper. 'I'm far from an expert on the matter, but so far I've been pretty lucky.' Christopher thought to himself mentally shrugging."What was that?""I said you look very beautiful today."Angela began blushing a light red and shying away. "Thank you."'The good ol trick to dodging a woman's question... Compliment her.' Christopher smiledAngela and Christopher were standing in the hall of gates, preparing to return to Helenfel. Part of it was he wished to introduce her to his sister, and Cassandra, the other part. 'I miss my friend!' It used to be Angela, Thomas, Elise and Christopher would hang out almost every day since they became close. Now suddenly Angela had been excluded for some time and to bluntly put it. It sucked. Christopher was happy getting her involved with The Black Gu
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After having spoken to his sister Christopher found it to be the best to leave Angela in Cassandra and Brianna's care. Originally he wished to introduce them but apparently the joke was on him. "Yes? Angela good to see you again!" Cassandra called out excitedly upon seeing Angela and Brianna. Rising to her feet and rushing over to hug Angela. "It's so good to see you!" Angela said embracing Cassandra in return. Instantly Christopher could tell they not only had met before in the past, but they were also quite close too. It was sweet to see. Christopher hadn't known to many people who willingly tried to befriend Cassandra, and the list of people who she would allow to befriend her was much more narrow. "She's another you have to watch out for." "Urg..." Angela's shoulders dropped. "An even more formidable opponent. Cassandra aren't you supposed to be a noble woman! You can't just sleep around with some random man! What if you get pregnant!" "Th
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The strange sound Christopher had previously heard, just so happened to be the rustling of clothes... Cassandra's clothes... Falling to the floor."Ah Um.. Ahaha." He began chuckling to himself nervously. It definitely wasn't him being afraid of Cassandra, despite the look of a starved creature ready to feast in her eyes. He was just beginning to wonder if he would have time to thoroughly satisfy said starved beast. "Soo.. This is a pleasant surprise, but I really did need to speak with you.""You're wearing too much clothes for this conversation." Cassandra sauntered over in a seductive manner.Twitch.Christopher could feel things 'Rising' to attention. While he did realize the possible importance of the meeting he was supposed to attend as Havoc... Well at least he recognized the importance of not disappointing his sister he hadn't seen in many years.. He truly didn't give a damn about the meeting. And his body was beginning to scream pleas
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After Christopher donned the armor and mask of Havoc, John and himself stepped through the gate and made their way to meet Andrea. She would then lead them to the location of the meeting. Although through Andrea, Aldous proclaimed he had no wish to wage a war with Havoc and the remnants of The Black Guard. Christopher had no way of knowing if this was true or not. So for all he knew this very much could be a trap set by the Emperor himself."Hello Lord Havoc. It's a great honor to meet you in person.""The pleasure is all mine. I've heard many good things about you from Christopher over the years." Christopher gave her a light bow in acknowledgement. His voice that of the soft spoken Havoc.A smile crossed Andrea's face at the mention of her brother. "Thank you sir, if you would please follow me.""Certainly."Christopher and John followed Andrea for some time on the road and eventually she found a marker and b
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Anthony pulled his sword from it's sheathe assuming a battle stance. His spirit was absolutely dripping with so much blood lust it was radiating from him it was damn close to visible to the human eye wrapping around him like a translucent armor. His eyes burning up with rage. Christopher drew Hate and Retribution preparing for the fight to come He couldn't tell how strong Anthony would be, but one thing was for certain by his stance, at the very least he was a talented swordsman. Though unless the old man had gone mad with grief, even with men surrounding Havoc, he wouldn't be standing in front of him alone unless he was confident in his odds to live long enough to put some distance or even try to kill Havoc.Christopher wasn't so much concerned on the how he knew who killed Braum, but more the how he pieced it together, and who else knows? Does Andrea know? Or worse Aldous or Robert?'"How did I put it together? I had you followed and after witnessing your fight
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When Anthony growled Aldous's name it was absolutely dripping with venom, as if it just being on the tip of his tongue filled his mouth with acid bile. "My son died fighting for the Empire. What for? Why did we have to invade!? I asked Aldous this question, do you know what his answer was? For the glory of the Empire! To ensure his name went down in the histories of the Empire! For that reason alone my son died! I would have fully been accepting of that answer if it was my life being claimed, but not my child's!" Anthony grit his teeth giving his best efforts to hold back the tears as he remembered his son. "But no that wasn't enough. Aldous desired peace with that tiny kingdom of Tybar. But to him their country wasn't worthy enough to marry any of his children for the sake of peace. So as my daughter's god father he requested I allow her to marry their prince. When I voiced my objections, he ordered it... Not much could be done is what everyone said.... I should have fought i
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Christopher didn't bother waiting for a start signal, or for Anthony to say anything else. Everything that needed to be said already had been, now was the time for action. He poured magic into Hate igniting the sword in it's black flames. Swinging the blade in a sweeping arch. Though to Anthony's surprise the dark crescent shape magic blade shot right past him, though it didn't come anywhere near him.'What the hell is he thinking?' The battle had already began between them so he definitely didn't expect Havoc to show him any mercy, especially since he himself wouldn't have. That's when it dawned on him where he was positioned. Anthony and his men had been here for days actually laying out a plan for their ambush of Havoc choosing positions and the best plan of action to pin him down. Everything had been predetermined. Only after the magic had shot past him Anthony realized what Havoc's true target was."No WATCH OUT!" Anthony cried out as the largest portion of
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