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 Posted: Wed Jan 10, 2007 4:50 pm
His room is covered in princely objects, from a well-worn crown to the finest sheets. The room is painted a dark red and one poster of a dark forest hangs above his bed.
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Posted: Wed Jul 11, 2007 10:42 pm
The door flung open to reveal an empty room. Malachai stormed in, slamming the door shut and giving off a loud cry of anger. "How DARE she do this to ME! I have been nothing but that of a gentleman and she discards me. That little friend of hers. That tree girl. I know it is her doing. Even if it tis the last thing that I shall ever finish on this earth, I WILL make Jayme my bride and we SHALL rule my kingdom. And as for that tree girl and angel boy, they will both find themselves an early grave!!" Malachai dug deep into his dresser, removing a hidden dagger and vial attached to it from the deepest part of it. "This should do the trick." He examined the vial's green fluid contents before placing it and the dagger careful at his waist. Leaving the drawer hanging wide open, Malachai exited the room. He was determined to get his revenge.
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