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(Sorry for going really inactive have been extremely busy the last couple of weeks.)

Emeric sighed at the sight of the blackwater district from his balcony, the rebuild had slowly started although some of the inhabitants, specifically those who lost family members in the explosion still blamed the King. However unrest on the streets had been largely minimal thanks to Damo's use of the Phoenix Guard to police the troubled areas. ''I wonder whether it was worth it, to be crowned King of a city only to have half of it burn by my own hand. Ambition, why have the Gods cursed me with it, why could I not be content to serve my King as a lord like all the Aulds before me, why must I be different, why must I be better? ''

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Cassander looked at the fortress in the mountains, his visit to inform his aunt in Jehanna of his uncle's death had to be cut short due to King Roland taking possession of the city and his face being known to the Bouchard men, in particular the evil Rallaume who the werewolf had no intention of coming in to contact with ever again. He trotted his horse onwards through the opened gate, Sir Cirges and King Roberto's bastard brother Jovron are here with the Crows he thought perhaps with their help I can gain a measure of revenge for the King I wasn't there to protect.