an: I’m not good at making an excerpts
Jake Rhaims had a great feeling. He polished his Cherished Armament, a cutlass, even though they don’t get dull nor dirty. He received this six years ago after his pops had unfortunately died to the Winter Sickness (Jake heard the Laegar kingdom calling it ‘Snowfell Plague’ or something), the guy was too stubborn to accept any medical treatment from the Otherworldly Court. Even the previous king and his kids refused, saying it was too much for them after pops utterly destroyed the Laegar invaders twice. (more…)
turns out, I can make a full chapter and another one for this.