War Without Reason | Prologue

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“T’was these two, Your Grace.” “My Queen, I swear it. He started acting nuts, he was howling and came at Frank here,” the man said pointing at the frail boy brought with him. “Pinned him on the floor and tried to scratch his eyeballs out. I ha

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