Since the uprising that had shaken Eastshire District, every street, fort, and manor now answered to the Lantz family. What had once been a patchwork of petty warlords lay under one banner, its banners snapping bright crimson against the morning haze.
Marvin, head of the Lantz household, treated Flaxseed like visiting royalty. Each dusk, he sent a different courtesan through silken drapes, and Flaxseed, drowning in wine and laughter, seemed in no hurry to ever find his way home.
Luna, however, grew quieter by the hour.
Jared had broken through to level eight and vanished beyond the clouds. She did not know whether he was thriving or dying, or if fate would ever let them meet again.
Three weeks later, Jared strode unannounced into the Lantz residence.
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