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She woke when there was a pounding on the door. "What the hell do you want?" |
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Gale tensed just slightly, the voice smooth and professional. "I need to speak to Gale, it's the King Of Fenburgg who's asking to see him." He thought for a moment, sitting up with a wince as he got up.
"Tell him i'm coming, give me a few minutes." The man called, getting dressed in some of the more clean and royal looking clothes before opening the door. |
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"Absolutely not, Gale. Sit your ass down" She snapped quietly, going into the hall. "The reason behind the request?" She demanded |
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Gale didn't, wincing slightly as he made his way out into the hall. He followed the guard to the throne room, where the king was standing and waiting for him. "Ah, son. Good to see you again after all that time," He said smoothly, offering only a small smile to his son. Gale didn't say anything, yet you could see the hurt in his eyes. 5 years apart, son and father and ... nothing more than a smile. |
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Kayla followed a bit bhind after taking a dagger from a guard |
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"Yeah uhm... good to see you too.." Gale murmured in response, smile fading. |
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She walked up behind Gale, placing a hand on his arm. "What's the matter here?" |
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"It's nothing babe, just go back to sleep.." He murmured to Kayla, turning back to his father. |
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"No just, go back to bed, please." He murmured again. |
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Afternoon Showers, Sleet Possible
