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PRESSING MATTERS

"Good day Lord Wemblewin." Lord Mordian greeted, with a bright face, ignoring the cold look which was directed at him.

Lord Wemblewin shook hands with him, but it was very obvious that this was done out of reluctance, however the baron said no word in response to Lord Mordian's greeting.

Lord Mordian noticed this, and he did not bother greeting or exchanging pleasantries with the rest of the noblemen, because he could see that the majority of them were not comfortable with the fact that he was not behind bars.

Soon they entered inside the extravagant castle, however Lord Mordian moved closer to Lord Garthine Polion. "Garthine Polion, it am starting to feel like it is better to be locked up in the dungeon, than to be in the midst of these fellows that are apparently filled with hatred and suspicion of me." He complained.

Lord Garthine Polion grinned. "I do not know for you, but I take it as a good sign."

"What! Why?" Lord Mordian scowled.

"It means that they have no idea what motivated
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