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Chapter sixty seven : The linen of Tara

The throne was made of gold and on it was seated a handsome man who Thomas predicted to be in his early forties.

"My lord," The leader and his armies bowed. "These are the invaders which had trespassed our territory but it is important you know that these people are big mere folks but they are in alliance with Kelvin and his little team which had escaped the academy,"

Immediately after the warrior's comment the king stood on his feet as he walked down to meet them before the throne. He didn't look aside but went straight to Silas.

"You are Kelvin's blood aren't you?"

"Yes my lord, I am his nephew," Silas replied.

"I know… but not just a man with a special ability. A sentry with a large vessel," The king looked away from him to Thomas.

"That is my friend, Thomas Celso, he and the rest of his team are with me," Silas said.

"I know," The king answered, then walked towards Thomas. "I can smell raw power when I see one,"

He looked at them for a while then walked back to his seat as he m
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