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Apr. 29th, 2018 11:46 amThis estate looked like it hadn't been kept up in centuries. Stephen shook his head in dismay as he shared a glance with Wong his head of house hold and dear friend. He was beginning to wonder if the king truly cared about his service or Wong's and just wanted to unload a parcel of land no one else cared about. "Start making notes on what needs to be fixed first," he tells Wong quietly. "I saw some buildings in the back that need to be checked out."
Wong nodded and left him as Stephen moved to what he assumed was the slave house, which was in horrible condition and made him growl. While he had no slaves of his own, as of yet, he'd cared for enough of the battlefield and in civilian life that it made him angry when they aren't cared for well. He tries the door and frowns when he can't open it. What the hell was going on?
Wong nodded and left him as Stephen moved to what he assumed was the slave house, which was in horrible condition and made him growl. While he had no slaves of his own, as of yet, he'd cared for enough of the battlefield and in civilian life that it made him angry when they aren't cared for well. He tries the door and frowns when he can't open it. What the hell was going on?
