EVEN MORE INTERNAL ARRANGEMENTS

As if feeling the tension of his friend, The Right Hand then sat down at the Senyor's tea table and smiled at his target. “I would like some, yes, and I hope you don’t mind me being so forward to accept.”

“Of course not, since I did ask you first, young man. Hero, please join us here. You are being rude to your childhood friend, my boy,” Antonio called out at the man standing at the door.

“I’m sorry, Senyor. Yes, I’ll join you….” The Ogre responded as he turned around and strode towards the two again, realizing that this would be the last time he would be sharing a meal with his beloved father figure.

“By the way, are you truly at peace with what you do?”

Hero froze in the middle of taking his seat, thinking that the question was aimed at him, but then The Right Hand answered, as the oldest man in the room was looking at him.

“I… do what needs to be done. My feelings don’t really matter in the end, Sir,” The Assassin answered above the sound of the tinkling of teaspoons, sugar lids a
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