Assassin's end

en short and i don't want to

sometimes. He has told me countless ties that i have a bit of a petty gene in me and even that part was

e turned sixteen. I was turning seventeen at the time and i had still been a big baby. Dorian teased me about the fact that i look

her to do. She had been on royal visits and campaigns for most of the season. Reports had come of a dissension brewing in the north. The warrior females of the win

A mad had escaped and taken the pains of travelling all just so she could report what was going on to mother. She begged that her life be spared and mother did

e presence of others. Father said it had taken a great deal of sorcerers to achieve that feat and that was whe

n this carriage with the snob of a person i have b

an feel you s

ong time since he was sixteen. He sounds in control, he sounds bored and formidable but

staring

sco

ll, yes. I was almost as tall as my nineteen year old brother who looked like the epitome of perfection but at the same time i was all still ga

me but they made sense all t

also the part where he told me "Give him time, he'll come around", but that declaratio

ne to see after she had come back from what i knew would be a very bloody massacre. Father and mother rule this realm together, they don't believe in all tha

l sweep him off his feet several times because she is a warrior and she wants to show him that underhanded tr

my mother but being having his feet swept out from under him before he

so reminds me that i am still a far stretch from actually being as good as her. She

nd your arm migh

sed to talk to me for the past year and a half now, when i say talk, i mean like really talk to me about an

distance, i say he just doesn

ugh i suspect it is how i went abo