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Speaking of reputation, I still had to figure out what Lucian was. He couldn’t be the devil’s son because from what I learned when I was little the devil had no children. On the other hand when speaking spiritually if someone put their faith in Satan instead of God they become the children of the devil. “Has his highness ever gone to church?” I asked. He was surprised by the sudden change of subject. “I really don’t know.” He said. “Alright. For now keep an eye on Klara. We might find something that can help us.” “I will.” He said and left. After he left I went to the mirror. The bruises on my face were still visible which meant I still couldn’t leave the room. Sighing I sat down. I wanted to go out so badly, there was nothing I could do in here. I tried to read for a while, looked o