Charles Garrett (beforewedie) wrote in ripic, @ 2018-09-10 18:14:00 |
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Furious, Charles dropped his tablet onto a nearby armchair and threw his half-finished glass of wine wildly across the room. It smashed over the mantlepiece, sending glass and dark red liquid explosively in all directions. How had he ever allowed Hector to take his place on the council? The boy had no idea what he was doing, and he could already feel his tentative grip on power starting to slip thanks to his incompetently scheming middle son. Still seething, he glared at the mess he had made for a minute. Ordinarily he would have called immediately for the maid, but for once he didn't think watching the girl bend over to clean it up would actually make him feel better. |