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"Bitch," He breathe beneath his breath, taking his dagger tight in his hand before tucking his head down to drift off. |
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Kayla rolled her eyes and fell asleep |
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Gale drifted off, awaking the next morning and scattering the ashes of the previous night's flame before getting rid of all evidence he was there, calling Varys over before the two started on for their next destination. |
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Kayla heard Gale and followed him from a distance, not trying to push her luck |
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Gale saw a town and made hi way to travel only by alleys, double the amount of wanted posters hanging as he bought a few flasks and another loaf of bread before getting out of the place. |
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Kayla kept her eyes down and her hair clouding her face, trying to disguise herself as she losed the gap between her and Gale. She was silent, her hand brushing his accidentally before she flinched and crossed her arms |
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Gale snatched his hand up, glaring at her over his shoulder as he had Varys walk behind him, adding a new space between the two as he made his way back into the woods. |
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Kayla didn't react, her eyes apologetic and regretful for her actions. "Sorry" She muttered as soon as they were out of earshot for the town |
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"Don't do it again, not for a long time." He growled, continuing on as he faded into the darkness as a patrol walked by before making his way back onto the road. |
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Evening Thunderstorms, Hail Possible
