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    Caden stood silently, watching his wife with a look of concern covering his face.
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    "Are you sure we can't salvage any of it?"
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    Caden wrapped his hands around he back and up towards her shoulders, holding her close. "I'm here, dear." He hushed her. "The important part is that you're alive."
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    Caden turned his head towards Fischer, who had been standing silent as he stared at the floor. "Summon the entirety of the Guard. I want this whole castle locked down and searched for the culprit. Then make sure that not a single soul gets past the walls without my permission! Understand?" The young man nodded, and snapped a salute at his commanding officer before running off. Caden turned back to his wife, removing his hand from his sword and gently holding her waist. "I won't let them near you."
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    "Are- you safe?"
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    "Who? Where are they?" Caden's hand stayed firmly on the hilt of his sword, determined to draw it at the slightest hint of danger.
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    Causing the chair to creak and groan, Caden leaned back, rolling his shoulders. All day he had been drilling and investigating the men who made up his personal guard, silently deciding who was loyal, and who would be his away in a remote post to prevent any damage they might do. The general groaned in the chair, feeling more sore than he had in weeks. It wasn't the bruises or the countless nicks and cuts that caused the pain, but instead the simple accursed soreness that stiffened his limbs while his muscles tried to recover. He wished that Riva would hurry up and arrive home so they could eat and retire to bed, inviting Fischer's comrade couldn't have taken th- A scream tore through Caden's ears, forcing him to stand up before he could even consider if it would be bad for his legs. His breathing become shallow, and panicked. He tossed aside his door and ran straight towards the source. Midstride, he tapped the pommel of the blade at his side, bring sure that he could strike down whoever he needed to. He prayed it wasn't his wife screaming, he prayed over and over again as he rushed through the halls of his castle, his chest tigtening as he got closer to his wife's workplace. He stopped in the doorway leading to where his wife sat on the floor, scanning the room desperately for whomever was assaulting his wife.
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    Riva stepped out of the carriage and her heeled foot slid into mud, just like it had the first time she'd come to Castle Praetorium. "Blazing... Gah!" Fischer grabbed her arm to support the Ravenness. "I gotcha." "These were my best heels..." "Did they break?" "No, they're all dirty, stars curse it." She placed her other foot on the ground and it sank in, too. "Carry me?" "I could send for the general, if you want your husband to do that." "No, this is easier." She placed her arms around his neck. Fischer grunted as he lifted Riva. Her weight actually being less than he expected. "Let's get you inside, ma'am." "Thank you, my gay young bodyguard." He coughed violently for a second, nearly using his footing. "Uh, can you not call me that, ma'am?" Riva smiled. "There are two meanings, son." "I know, but I'd rather be safe than dead." "Alright. I owe you hair ruffles when we get inside." Fischer's cough returned for a moment, the comment surprising him despite literally everything that happened that day. "That's not . . . necessary. Especially if your husband meets you at the door." "Oh, but it is necessary." Riva grinned. "I've never had a son, Fischer, but if I could have one, I would want him to be just like you." "While I appreciate the compliment, I don't know if you could control who you get as a son well enough to get someone like me." "Luckily the heavens picked you for me, didn't they? Forget about Nicolae. You have a mother who loves you." "A mother?" Fischer smiled at they approached the entrance. "I can't even begin to tell you how much I doubt I came from your womb." "A step-mother, then." Riva climbed out of his arms to stand on the stones. He stepped forward to grab the door. "I'm like, 20. I don't really need a mother, ya know." "I've made it this far without one. Do you really think that a mother could make a difference now?" "I hope so." Fischer cleared his throat, obviously lost for words. "Uh, thank you, then." "Well, let's go to my office then. There are a few things I'd like to tidy up before dinner." "Very well, my lady." Fischer furrowed his brow. "Or, uh, mom?" "Uh, no. Lady will do." She smiled, walking towards her office. "Yeah, that sounds better." Fischer followed on her heels.
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    "I don't like terms such as 'good' and 'evil,' ma'am."
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    'Exe-" He growled. "I never should have left your side."
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    "I'd rather not discuss it." Fischer followed close behind, keeping an air of anger to ward off anyone who might stop them.
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    "Handling something," Fischer said sourly. "You ready to leave, my lady?"
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    Fischer scoffed. "Goodnight, Wendy." He turned and walked back towards the waiting room where Riva had left him.
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    "I'm not-!" Fischer growled, grinding his teeth. "I'm not jealous. Nico has done a lot for me, and I intend to return the blazing favor."
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    "I've known the man since we were both blazing kids. If anyone knows what's good for him, I'm one of them." Fischer puffed up his chest. "If I hear so much as a whisper of you doing anything unspeakable to him, then I will not hesitate to stand up for him if he won't do so on his own. Understand?"
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    "Oh ho ho." Fischer placed his hands on his hips, feeling his chest rise. "And exactly just how long have you known him?"
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    "I'm his friend, and I want what's best for the man." Fischer folded his arms. "Why are you what's best for him?" Instead of me, he finished only in his head.
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    Fischer bit his bottom lip. "I do, too. I want him to be safe. So I've been trying to decide if you're someone he needs to be safe from or not."
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    Fischer was silent for a moment, looking down towards his boots. "Be nice to the man, that's all I'm trying to say. Be nice to him."
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    "That's what I want to blazing know!" Fischer took in a deep breath, rubbing his temples. "I don't know you, and that irritates me to say the least."
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    "That's not-" Fischer growled, the conversation going in a direction that he had not anticipated. "You love him, and you would never force him to bed, right?"
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    "No, but that's the point of dating, to find a mate to take you to bed and live with you for the rest of your life, isn't it?"
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    "That seems . . . Backward. Why do you want a man who doesn't want to take you to bed?"
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    "Nico says it's his choice to date you, but I need to hear it from you. Why are you dating him?"
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    "Yes, Fischer." He cleared his throat. "I need to have a short discussion with you."
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