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1 / 8 Demonthorn Chapter 17 Gortelesque groaned in his sleep. He had not slept well since the intrusion Below. Jolie felt sorry for him. He had the weight of an entire world to set free on his shoulders and he had nobody to help him that was worth a damn except her. She was sitting up in bed, looking over the plans the Warmaster had drawn up for the final confrontation between the forces of good and evil. They were shit. They provided no contingencies and were basically a mass attack until either the demons were all dead or the Valkyries were. The worst part was that they planned on attacking at Ravencrag, their biggest stronghold. Even if they managed to defeat the Valkyries there, they would not have the strength to withstand the Paladins. Even though the latest raids had been calculated to reduce their power, they still had an army of religious fanatical knights. Jolie rubbed the bridge of her nose and the scars on her body glowed more brightly. "Couldn't sleep?" Joli...
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Moonfall

One of the duke's grooms appeared to take my horse as I pulled Roan to a stop. "Welcome, Sir Archer," the slight, brown-haired boy said as he took Roan by the halter and held him steady while I dismounted. I couldn't recall the lad's name, but knew he'd cared for Roan before. "Thank you, my young squire," I replied with a friendly smile to cover my lapse in memory, causing the boy to grin. Though his help and good care of Roan was expected by his master, His Grace the Duke of Willow, I handed him a penny anyway. "Take good care of Roan for me." The boy's grin bloomed into a full smile as he took the silver, thumbnail sized coin. "Thank you, Sir Archer! I will! Shall I call for someone to announce you?" I ruffled the boy's hair. We were in a time of peace and the castle's fortifications were lightly manned. The duke would order the lowering of the portcullis tonight, but as it was still early afternoon, and I was know...
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