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2024-10-29 19:42:56WARNING: this is a fairly disturbing chapter detailing some disturbing scenes regarding human experimentation. Read at your discretion.
[Segundus]
Watching Primus’ face turn red as he read the note from our father was worth the trip west. It was a subtle rose at the onset, but like a sunset over the water, Primus’ face shifted through red and magenta, settling on purple as he tried to contain his anger.
“Do you know what is in this missive?” my brother demanded as he took in my smug expression.
“Of course not,” I lied rolling my eyes. “That would be treason.”
“Did you tell him?” he roared, his eyes flashing green.<
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