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... now his. The banners of the nobles had been ripped down, replaced with nothing—because Reed wasn't a noble. He was a conqueror.
His new "vassals" knelt before him, their pride shattered. Lady Velka, Lord Hadrin, and Lord Felix. The only survivors of the noble gathering.
They had chosen to live.
Now, Reed would teach them what that truly meant.
Reed leaned forward, resting his chin on his fist. "Swearing loyalty isn't enough," he said. "I don't trust words."
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