David smirked as he tied Hawthorne's legs to posts. "No ones left of your crew," he said, running his hand up Hawthorne's leg. "There is only the Rose left."
Montagne tied a rope around Elias's neck like a collar and lease. "I'll leave you to play then," he said, pulling Elias along with him to another bedroom.
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In bellum, victoria.
In pacem, vigilantia.
In mortem, sacrificium.
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