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Chapter 137

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It was one of those evenings one sat by the fireside away from the storm and its growing rage and Duncan Nightingale wasn't left out either. Sipping a generous amount of brandy from his glass while he sat on his neatly weaved relaxation chair where his royal blue robe embroidered in gold thread flowed gloriously, it was so calming to just sit there enjoying the silence and his solitude.

He sighed contentedly, closing his eyes as he basked in the feeling of being alone for once, at least until he heard the soft sound of footsteps which he thought he had imagined, and a frenetic unceasing knock on the castle door. Wondering who it was while knowing fully well that the royal staff had retired for the day, he walked towards the door, opened it by himself, and came face to face with a drenched young girl.

She was dripping wet and her incredibly large blue eyes looked absolutely terrified as she trembled from the cold. He didn’t really care to know why because right there
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