2″The soft sound of rain pattering on the roof of the castle accompanies the wind blowing in the meeting room through the open window. You stand watching the rain hit the window silently, waiting for a report from your most trusted advisor... of a different kind. You sensed a presence behind you and come face to face with Callum clad in all black as always. He tilted his head in respect. Princess, it is done. You nod and are about to turn,but you feel the cold sting of steel against your neck.
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