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A Deathly Welcome

Theophilus’ POV

It had been a long time since I had been home. I was so close to the border and already my mouth watered in anticipation of the food and local beer, the beer especially. I had traveled to several places while acquiring knowledge and none of them had beer as good as the one brewed in Ghysem.

I missed my father, the practical Lord Salmon who had taught me to appreciate the moment. He had taught me to enjoy the simple things of life and I had lived my life abroad that way. I had never done anything to suggest that I came from money or that I was the son of a nobleman but I had remained as though I had very little and that way I had made good friends and valuable relationships.

Although it felt good to return to the splendor of my birth.

“Theophilus? You do not travel with company?” Theo's voice startled me.

“Theo? My good man,” I said as we drew into a bear hug.

“Welcome home, master Theophilus but I would have missed you. I had expected to see you with an entourage,” rem
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