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A Royal Bargain… “Vincinus Bara Moreltav,” a harmonious voice spoke into the darkness of a dank dungeon cell, “what an odd place to find a man of your tastes, in the dungeon of Duchy Claremore…” The man of that very name lurched from the half sleep his chained position permitted. Cold iron strained his wasted limbs, his ragged beard scratching his gaunt chest. He blinked, dark blinded eyes scanning the moist pit of his cell for any new torturer. “Who speaks to me?” his thirsty voice gasped, sore from disuse, “is this a new torture? Are you an agent from Duchess Caroline, sent for more revenge? I've yelled it before, until the heavens shook! Twas I who afflicted her daughters yes, but only at her order!” “Bold to admit guilt,” the melodius Voice tittered, “although I suppose they can only do so much more to you for this crime. If it was murder you'd get the chop. If it was assault, then mere reciprocity. How ironic then, that the punishment for what you did is slow

A Royal Bargain… “Vincinus Bara Moreltav,” a harmonious voice spoke into the darkness of a dank dungeon cell, “what an odd place to find a man of your tastes, in the dungeon of Duchy Claremore…” The man of that very name lurched from the half sleep his chained position permitted. Cold iron strained his wasted limbs, his ragged beard scratching his gaunt chest. He blinked, dark blinded eyes scanning the moist pit of his cell for any new torturer. “Who speaks to me?” his thirsty voice gasped, sore from disuse, “is this a new torture? Are you an agent from Duchess Caroline, sent for more revenge? I've yelled it before, until the heavens shook! Twas I who afflicted her daughters yes, but only at her order!” “Bold to admit guilt,” the melodius Voice tittered, “although I suppose they can only do so much more to you for this crime. If it was murder you'd get the chop. If it was assault, then mere reciprocity. How ironic then, that the punishment for what you did is slow