Chapter 1839 My Fucking Duty & Service:>Ep49

• A trio of knocks on the door interrupted her. They all turned. The staff had all been informed of the seriousness of the meeting, and just how inappropriate an interruption would be without explicit permission. But as they waited to see if the noises were halucinated, Adam began to laugh. It was a quick, cutting sound.
• "No, no," Adam told her with a placating wave. "There won't be any war, little sister. Rest assured: there won't even be a fight. You can come in now!" The last sentence was delivered in a shout toward the old, scarred door.
• Strolling in, towering above all the room's occupants and having to duck beneath the threshold, was a giant. Muscular arms bulging in a traveller's tunic, a single leather pauldron on his left shoulder. Resting on his right was an enormous sword. So impractically big that it...