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As they walked upon the courtyard, his name was rang out. "Sir Gale!" Someone called, the man's expression immediately becoming ticked off. |
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"Sir, you're needed. It's urgent." The messenger seemed out of breath, Gale shaking his head and declining the offer. "It can wait, unless it'll kill me, it can wait." With that he carried on, still holding Kayla's hand. |
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Kayla smiled at Gale, walking with him |
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"Always trying to interrupt my nights," He muttered, pecking her cheek. |
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"That sounds like the castle alright..." She mused quietly |
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He chuckled, pecking her head as he grabbed the door to their room, waiting until she had gone inside to close it. Once inside he flopped down on the bed, propping himself up on his elbows as he gazed at her. "Y'know, I really enjoyed tonight." |
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He pecked her lips, grabbing a change of clothes as he went to go bathe. |
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