Dogtanian's Faithful Servant
The sun had long since dipped into the horizon, casting a warm orange glow over the rustic streets of France. The air was alive with the sweet scent of blooming lavender and the sound of laughter and music drifting from the nearby taverns. The smell of...
Submission of the Musketeers
**Submission of the Musketeers** The streets of Paris were quiet that day - mostly quiet, at least, save for the yelling and the commotion coming from three of the Cardinal's guards and the single Dalmatian musketeer they were harassing. The...