The Heart of Ice (1) “Aaaaargh!” Berseus screamed as he stood up, rage seething through him. In his fury, he swung a fist, smashing a water jug and sending shards of plates and food remnants flying in all directions. “That mongrel dares—dares to defy me?!” The servants of the Marquis’ household, who had been setting the table, cried out as...
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