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Post by Justin de Rocaille on Jun 12, 2008 23:41:56 GMT -5
I had made it all the way to my study without letting a peep pass my lips. But now as I was in the safety of my home I blew up.
I grabbed my books and began to throw them, grunting and huffing as puffing as I did.
"How dare he!" I cried out to no one. "Ugh!" I shook my head and went to my desk having exhausted from throwing things. I pulled out my parchment and quill and began to put pen to paper in order to write to the Queen. I would be triumphant I knew. Avive wanted to marry me and I wanted to marry her. I'm sure the Queen would be far more just then Avive's cousin had been.
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