Occult Rule Of Abraham Tonnel
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disturbed him how a menacing creature like that had escaped from H
astle, a mighty and gorgeous structure t
and if he noticed the shivering guards and maids that b
, Abraham Tonnel snatched everything he wanted, bel
per that went well to chill the entire room. Co
would answer most accurately without
onde maid forced the
but went on after second thought, "His Majesty is stil
et steps towards the master chamber the size of a s
found himself attracted to that chamber, his fa
ore the large door leading to where thi
e always carried along, words didn't need to be said before the
nd admired it for some time. Maybe his "s
im, he went deeper in while he brought hi
re was going to be his soon enough. Now he smirked, so
f-dead state, something concluded to be the end of his time h
when he felt weight compress the p
e even got more pleased when the King's face paled in frigh
unsuccessfully. Obviously, he was feelin
over his father's in mock pity, clutching the fingers tight when he tried to p
ivity, "You can continue your torture for all I care! Kill
ire touch that scared the life out of the old man. As though it was a candle wick, a considerable siz
ome?" But somehow, his words failed him as t
do, " Killing you was my plan a long time ago old man, whether or
n on his lips was a cold smirk, " I'll speak to my dear old f
rules with every ounce of bone he harbours. I could make him make your stay pleasurable for you...or," the Prince turned back to his palm
gined. The flames formed a figure he was sure was supposed to be him, and th
to break out of his trance and
body as his father's men swarmed in and rushed past either side of him to the man in the bed. He didn't
the Royal
on when he heard that, knowing fully we
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, harbouring potions and shrubs that were suppose
her through, she pushed the oak d
pproached the curtains. With a glowing mood, she parted the
fell her, cold and dead. It made her
h the covers. But this time, it wa
color, and his lips slumped open with ha
hing else
was
tion, her breath c
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ifference from those of any other person. It was either the story surrou
k liquid from its nostrils. To them, it was a terr
he point the corpse was buried six feet under. There was no
is horse and mounted it perfectly, a monstrous size
read anytime soon. And that was