Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-17114085-20160102174454/@comment-17114085-20160109212218

"That is because I had great teachers growing up. I am no different than any other king before me." He retorted.

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It was dark in the Evermore camp when Sir Matthias headed to the hostages' tent.

Lord Wilhelm's youngest son and Lord Madaloon's wife were both locked up there. Their hands bound behind their backs and half a dozen guards outside guarding them.

The brutish knight nodded to the guards to let him in. They opened the flaps for him and he walked inside. "Greetings." He told the two inside.

The Lord's son's nose still looked broken but King Julien had healers fix it up so it didn't get infected. "Fuck you." Was the lad's response.

"I am not here for you. I am here for the lady." He smiled a sinister smile.