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Back in Lord Foster’s mansion, Lance wasn’t even worried about his father as he knew his father had drunk too much wine for him to visit the wash room in the castle of Dorne last night.
Lance was just worried about Letty as he still hadn’t seen her since yesterday, he had the urge to visit her but something told him she wouldn’t be around.
Arishem and Magnus had returned back to the castle of Dorne, to visit Frenor who had just had his fill of raw meat.
Magnus walked closer to Frenor who raised his head to stare at him in pure rage and hatred.
“How come I missed to notice you were watching that day, I would have killed you at once but it seems like you were watching from a really far distance. After all, werewolves have good eyesight, not as good as demons though”, said Magnus as he watched Frenor like he was studying him.
“You bastard, how dare you kill my brothers, the moment I’m out of here I’ll rip you apart”, said Frenor in rage.