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It's Scott
As the person entered the room more, I sighed, getting up. The person was Pix, he was...okay on my terms, though he is the only one I've really talked too.
"So, yesterday you said you'd tell me how you knew the Emperors back then?" Pix asked, sitting on my bed.
"Hmmh," I nodded.
"Can you...tell me?" Pix asked.
I looked to him hesitantly, but, the Watchers wouldn't care...right-?
I slid of my jacket, undoing the corset, letting my wings unfold, and throwing my hat onto its stand, showing the now shortened, golden horns. I looked back to Pix, who looked astonishied.
"You-I- how..." Pix ushered.
"It's rumoured that the king of Elves died, yes, the death is real, but not. It was planned out by the one and only Aeor, who left me behind, though for a good reason." I shrugged at the end.
"Do you still have...the...ice?" Pix staled.
"Yes." I flicked my wrist, a ice spike pierced the ground.
"Wow..." Pix said, astonishied.
"Hmmh." I nodded.
I pulled the corset back on, which was good timing as someone barged in.
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FanfictionIn the cold depths of the ice spikes, Scott Major sat down quietly, alone in his ice castle, an owl managed to find him. A letter in its mouth. He took it and read through. His face dropping as he read further and further. He, froze Gemini Tay...his...
