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chapter twenty three: Something To Blame

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Morris’s POV

“What is the update on the search for Aemond?”

“Nothing. There has been no sight of him ever since the attack on the north isle,” Kelly said, then a sigh left his lips. “I am starting to think he was never here. Perhaps the intel I received was wrong and it was just a random rogue attack. We would have been more certain if we had kept one rogue alive for questioning.”

A scowl struck my face and my fists clenched. “He was here,” I said with certainty.

“You sound so sure,” Kelly said as we walked further into the garden.

“I am. I don’t have any proof but I knew he was here. I can feel it,” I said, clasping my hands behind my back.

Kelly stared at me.

“I am not crazy,” I pointed out.

“I know you are not. I believe you. The two of you were once bro-“

“Don’t finish that sentence,” I snapped and Kelly sealed his lips shut, treading carefully. “If the entire kingdom has been searched properly then that means he is no longer within our territory. He is probably somewhere far awa
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