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Damon

He asked, squinting his green eyes at me. I smiled in response, causing him to raise his eyebrows. His face suddenly changed from slightly playful to serious.

"I don't know if I can do that. I don't know if they will allow an outsider to sit as a Lord," he said.

"The Masked King is an outsider," I reminded him of my status. "In fact, if I remember correctly, what caused Martinez his life was calling the Masked King a nameless outsider."

"Yes," Nicholas said, "but you see the big difference between me and him? He is one of you. I am as foreign as they get. I still fumble occasionally. It's hard for me to do a lot of things. Frank is like you," I said, reminding him of his friend.

"Let me find Frank first," he proposed. "If I find Frank, I can do it anonymously. If I join the Six Lords and try to find Frank, all of them would know, and they might hide him even more."

I rubbed my chin, seeing the reason in his proposition. "And soon, you'll join the council," I said, lowering my fa