Fyodor Dostoevsky

    Fyodor Dostoevsky

    | The past (chapter 113)

    Fyodor Dostoevsky
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    One thing you hadn’t expected when you were staying at Count Bram’s castle was to be watching an unknown man be chained to a wall with the accusation of being a spy. As a fellow noble of Bram’s he had requested that you keep an eye on on the strange man. You had been told he was not a person to be taken lightly or with disregard.

    “I came with the sole purpose of catching a glimpse of Sir Bram. Who are you?”

    His voice was low and had some kind of accent to it, piquing your interest. It had been a while since there had been any infiltration attempts.