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Vlad's POV I went to town to prepare everything for my army to arrive. Some of my men cannot walk in daylight and must be transported at night. Luckily, I thought about that. But when I got home after five hours of being in town, I realized that my wife had escaped from the dungeon I had put her in. The poor mute that was supposed to look after her looks like my wife has attacked her. She is sitting there crying, not knowing what to do. And now it is because she is afraid of what I will do to her. But now, I don't feel like doing anything to her, as I don't believe it is her fault. I underestimated my wife. I thought she was weak. This is my fault. I should not have underestimated my wife. I do not know how she got loose or got the sake out of her heart, but she was always a very clever w