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Cecilia’s little game
Cecilia and her armored knights hacked down the militia guarding the siege weapons. Duke Perlemon watched on in horror as the riders sliced through his soldiers. Having slaughtered his men, the knights turned their attention towards the Duke. Cecilia had ordered her soldiers to capture the man alive. “Well, if it isn’t the good Duke himself. I always thought you would never actually take part in a battle,” sneered Cecilia as her knights surrounded the Duke. “You don’t know what’s coming for you,” replied the Duke. “The siege is over.” Cecilia ordered her knights to destroy the siege weapons and then turned towards the Duke once again. “There go your precious weapons. How are you going to break the walls now?” Duke Perlemon stared at Cecilia with vengeance brimming in his eyes. He knew
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