Striker’s gritty voice filled the cavernous room, a low chuckle reverberating against the stone walls. “You two royals thought you could control me? Pfft, lapdogs don’t bite, sweetheart,” he growled, tilting his wide-brimmed hat as he gazed at the now-bound Stella and her brother Andrealphus. Both were immobilized by angelic ropes that shimmered in the dim light, their faces contorted in anger.Stella glared, her eyes narrowing into slits. “You dare betray me, you vermin? Releas
A Royal Strike Out
By: CommodoreNeil
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