Byzantinism

[Ramke]

Ambre was left speechless. To think that the Bretonians would be that corrupt at the top preceded even what the Gallic news spoke of them. She stared at the admiral dumbfounded, having expected something incredibly different. Yet this could be the most appropriate opportunity to escape and deal with a crucial admiral of the Roi's enemies. It would be beyond stupid to decline. A small, unnoticeable smile painted over her usually depraved facial expression.

The thought of the welcoming and awards she would receive crossed her mind. She might even meet the Roi directly if all were to go well. To escape captivity and assassinate an admiral along with it...

"I'm interested, admiral."

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