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Keefe reached out and wrapped a arm around Alexa's waist, pulling her in, as if to say she was his, "obviously a peasant" he said, his chin high, Alexa stiffened at the movement, she was to afraid to say anything, she knew this man was charming on the outside, but he was a demon on the inside
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Tyler's face was emotionless... but inside he was boiling with fury. "For one, I'm not a peasant, rich boy. For two, let her go. She is obviously uncomfortable." Tyler told Keefe, his voice low and dangerous. That was Tyler's fair warning... if Keefe didn't listen Tyler had all the reason to go into action.
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Keefe turned to the king, "I have permission to hold my future wife?, do I not?" He said looking at the man, the king looked as if he was about to say no, but Keefe had daggers in his eyes, "yes of course, Keefe" Keefe turned and looked back at the bodyguard with a smug face, Alexa turned and looked back at Tyler, "don't worry, I will be fine" she whispered to tyler
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Tyler clenched his jaw. "Snotty little brat rude stuck up prick of a princess..." he muttered under his breath, low enough that if anyone heard, it would only Be Keefe. He face was stone cold and he felt angry.... Keefe couldn't just treat Alexa like that.
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Alexa looked back at Keefe, "remember, I still have to see what you offer" she said lifting her chin a little
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Tyler stayed as quiet as he could, his fists clenching. Keefe was his worst possible nightmare... and it was even worse for Alexa. She had to MARRY this scummy dirt bag. Tyler silently steamed, trying not to look at Keefe's smug face,
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Alexa stole a look back at Tyler, they then entered the dinning room, there she saw guards of two different kingdoms mixed together lining up along the walls, The king sat in his throne at the head of the table, Keefe on his left, Alexa on his right, Alexa cleared a spot next to her for Tyler
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Tyler slowly came and sat down near Alexa. He don't really want to sit... but he had to, since another kingdom was here. He kept his face mostly emotionless, though his eyes were still stormy and furious
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Alexa watched as the food was served, Alexa only picked at her food, Keefe across from her wouldn't shut up about how much land he owned, the finest horses he had, the most glorious army he powered, Alexa's father was eating right out of his hand, Alexa could tell Keefe was in his 30's, much older then herself, Keefe looked at Alexa, "when you move into my kingdom, we can get you a better bodyguard" he said glancing at Tyler
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Tyler's head snapped up. "What, are you going to get her one of those crappy bodyguards that sleeps on the job? The kind that lets her get kidnapped? That's the only bodyguard I could imagine you having." Tyler started to speak... but after the first sentence he just muttered under his breath. He was furious... absolutely furious. That was completely uncalled for. He had made the first jab at Tyler... and Keefe may find just how angry Tyler could get. Angry enough to eliminate an enemy.
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