"I bought a knife, Leopold." says your love to his best friend.
" The deed that you are planning will surely send you to hell, Jacque! Is there no other way?"
"No!" Jacque sits down in a chair that you recognize from your dining hall. "If I can't have Viva, no will! I'll kill her before I let that disgusting marquis lay a finger on her!"
You cover your mouth in horror. Jacque is here in your home, and he's come to kill you!
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