When I walked into the great hall, the gun smoke and the smell of blood still hung in the air.My father sat in a high-backed chair, his chest wrapped in thick bandages.Dante and about 20 of our men stood lined up along both sides of the hall.The hall had been buzzing with conversation, but the moment I walked in, every voice died.Dante was the first to lower his head in respect.The others followed, pressing a hand to their hearts. "Consigliere!"My father leaned on his cane and got to his feet.His eyes were filled with conflicting emotions."Elowen, is Riccardo taken care of?""He's dead," I answered coldly. My father closed his eyes for a moment and let out a heavy sigh.After a long while, he pulled a signet ring engraved with the family crest from his jacket.It symbolized ultimate authority over the Cavallo family and command of its forces."Elowen, the Guerra family's main force is finished. Not only did we hold our territory in Eastern Europe, now we can take over their ent
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