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“Take off your fucking clothes, or I’ll take theht about the servant he’d taken the clothes from when he entered the castle I wonder if he’s still down there?

The prince pulled off his red coat and trousers and placed them on the table

“And the shirt,” Mara said as he pulled on the trousers

The prince pulled it up over his head and handed it over, still wearing his undergarments, like the servant boy

Mara laughed “I look stupid Just like you”

The prince sobbed “Mummy picks out my clothes”

Mara stepped forward and punched the prince in the face, feeling the nose crunch under his knuckles The prince fell on his arse Mara followed hi a handful of hair

“Now you’ll see how it feels,” he whispered into the prince’s ear

Mara dragged the squealing prince sideways and pushed his face into the hot bucket Mara fought hard to keep the prince fro to stop and the body to go liive up so easy?

Mara stood “Like it down there, do you?” He sate key Julias had dropped when he took the sword to the belly

The Beast stood by the gate

“You finally came Take me to Lord Cole”

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Mara followed the Beast along several corridors and up hts of stairs, all covered in the stupid pictures of high-class people looking miserable He had to hide every so often to let people pass The Beast didn’t; it stayed out in the open, standing just inches away froh-class men, women, and children None of them had a clue how close they were to death

Mara had ideas about what else he could make people do A touch fro for no reason, burning down buildings, killing each other Chaos