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Yeah that is not cool at all
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Fennrin didn't know what was wrong for a moment, but it was a moment too long. Before he could get over his confusion at Ainreth freezing in the doorway, Ainreth was shooting his light at whoever was inside in the house. But much to Fennrin's shock, the light came flying back at the lightweaver, a strange trill in the air as it did. As Ainreth cried out, grabbing the side of his face where the beam of scorching light had hit him, Fennrin longed to check on him, to make sure he was okay, but
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He's a master of diplomacy, just makes puppy eyes at everyone
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The biggest concern of course
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That would be very funny
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He's definitely doing better than Torryn
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This time it was, you'll see
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He's had a lot of time to reflect to realize he was an ass
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Yes, at long last. Can you believe it
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Funnily enough I feel like Ain would agree with that first statement
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Ain glared at the Orinovan chained up in front of him in the palace dungeons. He couldn't believe assassins had just gotten inside the palace. What the sunder had security been doing? This shouldn't have happened, and he'd already given an earful to the captain of the guard. They hadn't even managed to apprehend any of them aside from this one. The one that had stabbed him in his damned shoulder. The healing tonic Petre had given him had worked some of its magic already, but it was still hu
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You're so right, security needs to get its act together
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Even after getting dragged by Ainreth to a shop to get a new, fancy jacket, Fennrin felt underdressed for the feast. All around him were people of such high stature, wearing luxurious outfits, and eating food he had only ever heard of, like oysters. Why anyone other than the most hungry would decide to eat the creature living in a shell in a lake was beyond him, but he didn't dare question it. He just kept staring at the beautiful decorations for Dragonrise, namely the many paper lanterns i
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I'm so glad you liked it, I started posting num. 1 for now
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They'll circle back to the topic soon
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Plenty of people are, Daryan just sucks
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Ainreth woke up with a headache, groaning low. He didn't think he had drunk that much last night, but apparently, it had been enough to get him a hangover, anyway. Great, that should make his speech today even better. At least it was going to be in the evening, though, at the celebration. He would hold off on drinking until then, and he'd get hammered afterward, as was tradition. Though maybe he'd take it easy on that, too, with Fenn around. Fenn.... Ainreth could have sworn they'd had some
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Just a bit, though the real relationship struggle will come after that
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Fennrin panted, sweat running down the sides of his face as he raised his sword again, just in time to meet the Bulwark's blade as the woman attacked him again. They'd been training for hours now, and Fennrin truly felt that he was at his physical limits. But he kept going, not letting up, too stubborn to. At least that was what he thought, but in a short moment, blocking blow after blow, a badly coordinated counterattack resulted from her slamming her blade into his hand hard, knocking his
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She's a special case shall we say
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👀She just might be. And also she might be more than just that
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One of them sure is a bigger dick than the other...
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It had taken them the same amount of time to get back to Kyr-Toryl as it had taken them to get to the camp, but it certainly hadn't felt that way. The trip back had been a blur of confused feelings and worries about what the Bulwark would say about what had happened, about the fact that Fennrin had killed for the first time.... Between it all, Fennrin couldn't even truly manage to be annoyed with Ainreth for doubting him back there, for telling him to stay back, not trusting him to pull his weig
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You shall see soon enough 😁
