The man behind the counter yelled towards a door near the back of the building " Margaret get to the stove and start cooking, we need two chicken pies now." I couldn't believe how that man was talking to that woman, he was being so disrespectful.. The man turned back to me and was now semi-yelling in my face " six Cherith coins now!" Cherith coins?
I pulled out my American five dollar bill and the man looked very displeased.. He said "paper! What is this?" "I should throw you from my Tavern." I felt stupid.. What was I missing? Well I was missing a lot truly. The scrooched guy from earlier butt into the conversation and handed over the six cherith coins. I thanked the drunk man and headed towards Sydney who had found us a spot to sit. I sat down next to Sydney at the table.
This was the first time I got to fully take in the room around me. All the people in the tavern were speaking as if they were in a grand theater performing the play Hamlet..
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The Diary Of Princess Azalia - Part One
FantasyAzalia a nineteen year old girl who has had a relatively normal life so far, start's to face some difficulty when she has to start saving up for college. Azalia does the unspeakable work for the most hated man in her city, Ben Razalia the owner of t...