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Any news of Marcellus?

Noosha’s POV

I am looking at Conrad in downright disbelief. If the bell-end weren’t as sexy as he is, I would kill him on sight. He let Marcellus, that little dickhead run away. He slipped out of my claws again.

“Conrad, tell me, why should I spare your life? I have left you for just a few seconds with trull’s spawn, and he escaped from you! You are a fucking joke!” I gritted through my teeth as I pinched the bridge of my nose, breathing in and out to calm my nerves. I cannot afford to lose my cool now. Because of the agenda, Yordanreen and all the other things I invested into this bigger-than-a-life plan. Too many things are at stake here, and I need as much of a loyal fight force as possible to get rid of the dirty old bastard who sits on the throne of Wengarthria.

So, Conrad is as sharp as a marble, but hey…he is a good fighter and a great shag. So, although I can imagine myself shredding him into pieces with my magic for letting Marcellus run away, I need to find as much self-c
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