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Brother's fight

I rub my hand over the stubble forming on my chin and lips. As a leader of Troop, I can't rush into things and put men's lives in danger. He is right it must be a trap.

"Then what do you suggest King?" I ask him with a growl because I'm not sure. I'm not sure at all, but I'm sure that our kingdom needs to be safe and out of harm. I'm not in the mood of thinking. I have had an anger issue and due to that, I have made many wrong decisions.

" 'I know more than you do because I'm better and I have had the crown' shit. He walks around the table to Elizabella, who sits curled up in the

chair. I'd protested her presence but my brother wanted her there more than I was willing to argue over. He takes a draw from his pipe, smoke tumbling from his lips. "Guerilla Warfare." He says the two words like they're gold on his

tongue.

"I say we disguise the men to hide in the brush and wait for soldiers to come by, or wait until they see the fire from camp."

"What brush?" I question. "It's winter. Ever
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