Mica understood how dangerous the game could be, especially as an Antivan where the game could be even more deadly. As a royal she’d been forced to grow up, learning how to play it, having it grilled into her at a young age. She smiled as reassuringly as she could muster at the moment.
I’m sure it’ll be fine. I mean whose feathers is he going to ruffle, other academics. Most of the professors are more interested in the school than they are the game.Besides, she thought, she was positive Lucien had learned from his family’s mistakes where the LaRues were concerned. As far as talking about her brother and dearly departed butler, she frowned a moment, but then continued.
It’s, been rough. I mean I always expected that maybe one of the Talons would have him killed, but this, Elgar’nan fool. I don’t even understand who or what he is, let alone why he cared so much about my brother, and Alfred, poor Alfred. The man deserved better after a lifelong service to my family.She still wasn’t sure how Alfred had come to end up dead. Only that it had something to do with the tavern that Frankie and Eularia owned burning down, and that Adaria had been seen leaving it moments before the fire totally consumed it.
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