As the two guards approached Vaemond and Freya, their expressions stern and determined, a surge of anger built within Vaemond. He was in no mood to entertain Constantine’s demands, not after what had just transpired. Freya seemed equally defiant, refusing to comply with their orders.“We demand your immediate presence before Constantine,” one of the guards stated firmly.Freya crossed her arms, her eyes blazing with determination. “I’m done with Constantine and her wicked games,” she declared, her voice cold and resolute.The other guard took a step forward, reaching out to grab Freya’s arm. “You will come with us, whether you like it or not,” he said, his tone menacing.But before he could even lay a hand on her, Vaemond moved with astonishing speed, delivering a powerful blow to the guard’s forehead. The guard staggered back, his eyes rolling in his head, and he collapsed unconscious to the ground.Freya raised an eyebrow, impressed by Vaemond’s swift action. “Not bad,” she said, a
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