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... The daggers had expanded upon impact, worsening the wounds.

“Do you think the Duchy of Wallachia is a joke, you dog of Elil? I have Elil’s blood flowing through my veins, purer than any of yours.”

The royalty of Wallachia, the three ducal houses, alternated as kings, but they all shared one commonality: they drank the blood of the Dancer. The Dancer was a child of Elil, and their blood flowed through the dukes, making it no exaggeration to say they carried Elil’s lineage.

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