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Chapter 8:Slaves to Politics
To return to the events taking place in the northern lands:
"Why is this taking so long?" Venomfang wondered as he sat on the bench outside the throne room. "Because..." Moonfire answered from the bench opposite his "...we're not first in line, so we have to wait, regardless of the fact that what we have to discuss is far more important than a farmer who wants a postponment on his taxes. Why does it matter to you anyways? Don't you purebloods have a different reference of time than us crossbreeds? Or is it that you're having difficulty maintaining that atrocity you call a human form?"
Klin-jah was starting to look agitated again as they resumed arguing. Venomfang snorted back, "It's not that I'm bored or having trouble maintaining my illusion, it's just that in Dracasana we'd have already gotten our answer by now" but Moonfire once again had her answer already waiting "Oh, right, then you'd all go down to the tavern, get wasted, and
Chapter 5: Calm Before the Storm
The caravan crossed the Half Moon Sea with no problem, they spent the Night in Porttown to get good horses before they proceeded to Wolf Gate Pass. They traveled for a whole day without any noteworthy events other than a few conversations about politics. They made camp at the foothills of the mountains, planning to begin crossing them in the morning.
"You know, I can't help but think this is your fault somehow" Akaila said to Marcus as they both set up her tent. Next to them Fetcher, Cloak, and Dagger were setting up Marcus's tent with a great deal of difficulty, and with the level of difficulty they had, their names might as well have been Moe, Larry, and Curly. "My fault?" Marcus asked, peering through a window in the fabric. "How is this my fault?"
"Because you know full well that my father wouldn't have gone through the effort of moving up the supply caravan's departure if we just happened to meet in that tavern,
Chapter 4:Royal Punishment
"What is wrong with you two?!" King Trentan boomed as he paced in front of Akaila and Marcus, who both had various stains and blemishes and dirt still on them from the barfight "I was supposed to be entertaining the ambassadors from Lonnis right now!" he continued, both Akaila and Marcus standing at attention at the base of the steps to the throne, wincing with every shout that he made, Marcus's left eye completely closing every time due to some swelling from it's blackened state.
"Akaila." Trentan said, striding towards her "What were you thinking when you left the palace this morning!? You knew that I needed you to be here this evening, and that I had standing orders for you not to leave the grounds without My permission!" He stared straight into her eyes for a moment before continuing to pace back and forth. "I just don't know what to do with you anymore, it seems like every week now you get into some sort of trouble that I h
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