A person as mighty as him should have been respected and admired by all, no matter where he went.
His presence alone should be worshiped like that of a god, so why was he behaving so humbly?
Prince of Theswe?
Your Grace?
Clement stared dully, first at Rufus and then at Dustin. He felt an immense fear that he had never experienced before crept up on him and spread throughout his entire being.
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