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He looked between the two with eyes as keen as a sword, gauging their interaction with each other and how their body language shifted in each other’s presence. This man seemed quite tied to Hannibal, and again the king questioned the pale wolf’s loyalty and devotion to him.

Even more present than the threat of a revolt from his own people however was the threat of his enemies, in particular his uncle, breathing down his throat. He needed fighters, and couldn’t afford to turn anyone willing to serve him away. In time he would find a way to make the brothers yield to the superior bloodline of the Praetors. It was inevitable with fate and destiny so tightly woven around the descendants of The Apollyon.

“Very well. You will serve as an infantry officer for now, if you should prove to be as promising as your brother you will rise in rank.”He said with a courtesy his rampant paranoia told him Hannibal was unworthy of.

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