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A CUCKOLD'S IRE


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"Bless up" Said an Alacran, signing the Rizzlaine.

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A priest looks to his hanged up crossbow, seething the cuckhold prince insinuated his first prima (once removed) was a floosey.

 

"Imma' shoot dem up!" he seethed some more.

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Ser Coin 'The Mouse' spent the next several minutes rolling around on the floor laughing, his little Musin lungs barely able to keep up.

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Valentin rolled one, sticking the spliff directly between his lips. A chuckle escaped him, a certain madness lurking in his eyes.

"He couldn't keep his wife, how does he expect to keep a country he's no claim to? Madness!"

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A lone Azdrazi's mind explodes at the sheer girlbossing that has been done today.

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Bianka looked down from the Seven Skies, "For my Death to not be in vain." She cried whilst cheering for her dear friend.

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The future Vicereine rests next to her twins as she read the missive. The woman's expression shifting to that of amused surprise, very appreciative of her own happy healthy marriage.

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Caelan smiles while softly chuckling at this missive. "He just let it happen to his wife, incredible... I guess she finally found a real man." He'd commented back at Grania with a grin. @Sailor

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"So this is Petra ay?" He'd spit at the ground before him "To forsake ones oath and be praised for it, unbecoming and unchivalric..." he'd scoff "Well, 'eres to hoping for a 'brighter' future with 'his one..."

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Acolyte Petyr believes that both sides seem to be at fault in varying ways. Regardless, he hopes that the situation is resolved swiftly and peacefully before Canonists die over what seems to be mostly a lovers' quarrel.

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Grania von Draco's visage bore a striking resemblance to Caelan's amused manner as she chuckled along the missive alongside her dear brother with her head resting in that of her palm. "Truly a pitiful man..." She'd remark in jest as her lips curled into a callous grin. @VoxyNoir

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"For a woman of such intellect, this is painful. I once sat at your table, he was no consort but your equal, if not more." She muttered, crumbling that missive to discard into the open fire. "If anyone has sinned here, it is you. An adulterous woman defending the church, true comedy."

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