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... gle to the last minute, to the last second for survival.
The Marquis of Montpellier was one of the latter men.
He crawled to me and fell before my feet, even after the swords-elves had cut great gashes into him.
“Aaah, well… Your Highness, Your Highness… Please, spare me, just spare my life!”
The Marquis continued his desperate pleas, his mind by now addled by the attention the elves had already furnished onto him.
“If you only let me live, I… I shall become Your Hi ...
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