Serpina sat in her chair, deep in thought as she watched Swen leave to settle the commotion.


    Yes.


    That man’s name was Swen.


    And she knew him.


    Of course, knowing him meant she had seen him in her dreams, but—


    Deep within her heart, she felt that it went beyond that.


    Had she... always known Swen?@@@@


    She didn’t know why that thought occurred to her.


    And she never lost what she set her sights on.


    "If I win this wager, I will serve you."


    Looking back, those words carried a deeper meaning.


    He spoke as if this was just an opportunity to choose his master, but Serpina had encountered people like him many times in her conquest of the northern continent.


    Men whose loyalty to their rulers was not absolute.


    That much was obvious.


    Only a person with shallow loyalty would propose such a wager.


    A truly devoted general would rather rot in a dungeon than gamble away their allegiance.


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