Kristoff entered and sat with a small bow. He and the only father who had ever acknowledged him had had their disagreements in his early adolescence, which was why Kristoff had been in Doomstadt very little in the past few years. But those little disagreements could easily be put aside for a deeper loyalty, and for the good of Latveria.
"Where to begin, Sir?"
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