The world had turned on it's axis and now the only Dolohov's surviving were the children of his late mistress. He was taking orders from Christian of course and enjoyed the fervour with which the young master relaid each and every command to him but it was not the same. Goia was mourning his...
Goia sat on the top step of the staircase with his head in his hands. He loved his mistress very much but he worried she wasn't going off her rocker sometimes. These thoughts made him deeply ashamed and all he wanted to do after thinking them was to bash his cranium off of something hard but she...
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