Still, she did growl lowly at him, turning back to look at him once before setting her sights on her hill-home. "You run your tongue like you do not care for it. I can remove it if it is burdening you so." The empress sneered, struggling to contain her obvious dislike for the prince of the Bahari'mtoto. "Not stay silent unless you'd like to die." Here she had hoped for a story from a rogue and an uneventful trip home. That did not seem like it would be the case.
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Fin?