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Loyalty

Cyrus' POV

My decision to use the men that were present with me had not been out of instinct alone.

When I had arrived last night I had seen Agnes painting and when the paint was done there was a group of men scattered on Lord Salmon's orchard with a look of despair on their faces. Underneath the drawing was the inscription,

Fidelis.

Loyalty.

The message was clear. The men could be trusted.

It did not mean however that I was going to trust them blindly but I was going to ensure that they could be trusted first.

“I want to know the anonymous tipper. It would be your duty to find this person for me, I believe this anonymous person has more to tell us than he/she is letting on,” I believed that the tips were coming from the very person who wanted to usurp my throne.

“We shall do our best to find this person,” Altid commented.

“Henceforth, you will report directly to me and not to Larog,” I scanned their faces for a reaction; they looked confused.

“Your Majesty, Larog is the counci
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