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A Rogue's Attack.

Nyxion's POV

The playpen was alive with little children running around and basking in the faint moonlight. It wasn't uncommon for them to be up this late, but I was extremely tired. This wasn't what I had in mind when Aerila dragged me out here.

"Babe! Come! The kids want a painting!" Aerila c...