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Thus, that was why, despite the Fletcher and Toma families having extensive connections throughout the city, they had not yet managed to locate Roselynn and her captors.

"Miss Roselynn, feeling better today?" Gwain asked as he approached her early in the morning.

He was obsessed with becoming the world's greatest martial artist, especially after facing off against Aora and Xarri. He had realized that their skills rivaled his, which only fueled his desire to master the Dragon Tome. Many of the wealthy ladies in Zovince admired him because of his title as the world's best fighter. But what would happen if they discovered he wasn't truly number one? His pride wouldn't allow it.

"Yes, I had a quiet night's sleep and now feel much better," Roselynn said, stretching lazily. She knew Hank and Wyatt had taken turns guarding her throughout the night, fearing she might try to escape. So, instead, she decided to sleep peacefully and wait for her chance.

Gwain asked with a polite smile,

his ancestors. My brother has more honor in his little finger than you three frauds

small, confined space is makingfeel suffocated. I can't think straight in here." "Don't play games with us, woman! Or

scolded Hank, "Show srespect to a lady! Especially one as beautiful as Miss Roselynn. We aren't bandits. We're just trying to recover what rightfully belongs to the Lannister family." "Yes, Mr. Gwain, I was out of line," Hank replied, rolling his eyes inwardly. He wondered how long

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a walk. But Miss Roselynn, once