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"Chefs are in the kitchen all day everyday, there if you ever get hungry. And please do enjoy it here," He noted with a smile, walking back out. |
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I give a small smile in return |
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Kain walked back to the throne room, allowing the council and guards in once more. |
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(Should we do a time skip?) |
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Kain awoke to yet another dreadful morning of royal duties screaming in one ear and flowing out the other, his father finally strong enough to care for his kingdom for a day. The man still lay in bed, having no purpose to get up, anyway. |
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Meanwhile I was up and eager to get to training... Elves have a habit of getting up early to do parimiter checks... Besides... I had a troubled sleep and needed to get my mind off of being officialy disowned by the only family I knew. "I'm ready for training sir" |
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One of the guards took her down to the yard, directing her to a large area filled with other squires, all being drilled by a seargent named Gale, who also had a gnarly scar which made him scarier than he already was. |
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Right so all I had to do was not get anything wrong and everything would be fine... No preasure then... "Ready for your first order Sir" |
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Warming, with Sleet and Heavy Icing
