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Chapter 80 Nicolas POV The news had spread like wildfire. The whole kingdom-human and wolf alike-buzzed with the same headline: "Heiress of the Levites, Viona Nobel, wanted for murder!" I sat stiffly in the back seat of my car, the tablet in my hands replaying the news broadcast again and again. Each time, the same sickening footage flashed across the screen-Viona standing with Sally near the forbidden forest wall, then a jump cut to the grisly image of Sally's corpse strung upside down.

(Old Corg) “As I said before….in these days…the only good nobles….is our Aeternum Nobles….they didn’t have that bigger, overarching power…and they have the same opportunity as all of us….those people just there because of their namesake…..they not even qualified do anything at all….”.(Madame Betty)

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If only she could miss a class without getting a punishment, she shouldn’t have been lining in rows with the others. “Most of you, I know, is excited. It’s the first day of July and you know it’s our time to shine, to show that Nobles are just as powerful as the Skippers.” One of her brows raised, but she merely shrugged, deciding it’s best to listen than receiving yet another punishment. “Chranxytsion.” It was just a single word; yet, it created an uproar from the Nobles, shouting, yelling their pride. Though it was weird, it’s nothing compared to the grin carving Mr. Porche’s feature.

Copper tried to dodge them, but they caught his leash and prevented him from running any further. "Oh, thank God," I sighed, slowing down as I neared the person holding Copper. "Thank you so-" I stopped in my tracks when I saw who had grabbed Copper. Dressed in a grey Armani winter coat, black dress pants, and black leather gloves stands Zachary Turploy. "I believe this belongs to you?" He asked, holding an excited Copper's leash up as a gesture with a face that showed no expression. I kept my own face blank as I stepped forward. "Yes," I replied. "Sorry."

, Charles cut in, gently placing his hand over hers. Catherine let out a sigh and continued. “Jenna asked me to print out a page and give it to Andrew to sigh on and then send them back to her. She said they needed to make it look like he’d actually signed it”. "So….. I went through the content of the paper, partly because I was curious and also cause I couldn’t help myself and that’s when I saw it”. Catherine leaned in. “Andrew’s middle name is Leon”. Kate raised a brow, confused. “And what does this have to do with Noel?”

I frown when he doesn’t make sense. “The orphanage you grew up in, your career as a model, the riches you have, net worth—everything that has happened until now, has just been a prequel, Nobi.” He tells me. “This, right now, everything that happens in this realm, this is who you are, this is the true story. Your fate is to be fought over by two powerful men.” He chuckles. “How fucking sad.” “You’re lying.” I tell him.

pokeri:- there is so much food like when I was in castle velliam:- oh than you must thanks those who prepared those dish for us pokeri :- thanks you for taking care for us velliam:- thanks for breakfast lami:- please help yourself master jamile:- serve them food (then pokeri and velliam start eating breakfast and other maid doing their other work) velliam:- you have hot face but your name not suit for it pokeri:- I also think that so tell me what name I pick velliam:- what about novsitle pokeri:- it's is a noble name and I like it velliam:- what kind of power do you have novsitle:- I have concentration, fire magic like other noble have and I have level 22 in fire magic velliam:- it's good we

He quickly gathered our arrows, probably so he could get back to nestling in Flossie’s cleavage. “What did those guys want with you?” I asked Nabbo. “Recruiters,” said Nabbo. “They’re gathering soldiers for the war. They’re supposed to find volunteers, but they can be quite persuasive if you refuse. Scum-suckers.” He bent down and picked up his pipe. It was broken in two. “Damn it. This one was my favourite.” He threw it into the water and then snapped off part of his chair, which somehow looked exactly like the old pipe. Within a few seconds, he had stuffed something that looked like moss into it (no idea where it came from, it just appeared in his hand) and lit it with his finger. “Ahh,” h

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