Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-3293219-20170529212436/@comment-5543592-20170531230129

"Whose baby?  The Queen's?  Or Prince Set's?" Lambert asked.

Szeth would've thrown himself to the ground and started kissing the grass, such a relief that it was, except for the fact that he no longer had the capacity to feel joy.

He frowned at the armed woman eying them, wondering if he would have to kill her.