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... arents, a certain weight that had once been lifted long ago resurfaced, pressing heavily on his chest. Modret recognized the feeling immediately.
It was nervousness, creeping back into his heart. Without his parents’ presence, there was nothing to deter those who harbored malicious intent. Assassination attempts could now descend on him freely.
They no longer feared the retribution of his family. Eliminating him would be swift and silent. Over the years, Modret had asked himself ...
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