VENGEANCE IN HIS BED
"I love you, my little general. Sleep tight."
I tucked the covers up to his chin, took one last look at his peaceful face, and stepped out of the door. The walk to the main house felt longer tonight, like I was walking toward a cliff I knew I was going to be pushed off of. Going to his bedroom felt even worst, like a descent into the gallows. I reached the massive bedroom doors and gave a quiet, hesitant knock. To my surprise, the door swung open almost instantly. Mr Vale stood there, his presence looming and dark, before he turned back into the room without a word.
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