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Everything was perfect. A room reserved at the very top floor of the Renaissance, already prepared for a private and intimate dinner party. The Divine Spear and Crown of Fury were arranged on display upon the back wall beneath a large, useless sheild. It looked for all the world like a family crest brought to gaudy life. No one would question it.
Vlad Masters took his place at the head of the table. The Fenton family would be arriving soon.
Vlad Masters took his place at the head of the table. The Fenton family would be arriving soon.