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Chapter 34
I laughed.
I’m not sure why I did but the thought of Icelus being a father was just too ludicrous for me to even begin to get used to.
“How the hell did that happen?”
I could see that Dareios was almost offended by my reaction – if that was even possible. His jaw clenched until the tendons on his neck bulged.
“Come on, tell me.” I urged.
A sadistic streak came out in me and I strangely relished the fact that Dareios wasn’t as happily evil as I had previously thought. Guilt tugged at me, and I immediately regretted my sadism.
“Contrary to popular belief, Icelus has more children than he even dares to count.”
“I can’t really imagine him being the fatherly type.” I shook my head, trying to summon an image of Icelus glancing down at the bouncing baby Dareios.
It wasn’t a pr
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