Chapter 17
by 
Funtimes
What are you planning on doing with them?
There still candidates
You give him a stern look "no until they personally raise arms against my they will remain under my personal care."
sir Tindon Groans in discontent "but my king"
"Enough or I will use your daughter to make our soldiers happy."
Like the snake he is sir tindon quietly wiggles out of the room.
What's next?
- No further chapters
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