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         “—came in through the front door, obviously.”
                     that sounded believable. though
                     his eyes were trained on her, they
                     occasionally flashed to the item
                     on display. now how was he
                     supposed to achieve what he came
                     here to do? he’d have to get rid
                     of this girl.

                                              “Hey, I’m actually kind of hungry.
                                               How about you go and get me
                                               an apple or two, and then we’ll
                                               continue this talk.

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          ‘Through the door’ my foot…

     Why would he break into the castle? He was a thief, more likely than anything. A skilled thief if he managed to get though those guards at the front gates. Anna opened her mouth to call for the guards, but stopped, eyes wide with offense.

          Excuse me? Did you– who exactly do you think you are, sir? Anna wrinkled her nose and stepped up to the stranger, jabbing him in the chest with one slim finger.

          Listen, either you leave right now or I’ll– I’ll–

Posted on Apr 29— 7 years ago · 10 notes
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