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Heretical Fishing - Chapter 90: Captive
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... y imprisoned under false pretenses, hit his wooden cup on the metal bars of his door.
All he had was a candle to see by, and as the door's peephole slid open, the bright light of day flooded through. He squinted against the assault before a familiar set of eyes appeared, blocking the sun's radiance.
"Why, good morning, prince," Leroy said, spitting the last word. "What can I do for you?"
"Heeeelp!" Trent hollered at the top of his lungs. "Help me! I'm a prince and I've be ...
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