Violetta

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Tightly shut the door, I took steps Meret room. What Fallon sensed I was not very good. In principle, he did not tell me, but the king ... He is unlikely to enjoy. My skin was pale and cold. I was not surprised when I noticed that my hands are not sweating and the heart is not the participation of their rhythm. Going to the window, I began to consider the sky was a deep night. All the sky was studded with stars as if it was the idea of ​​a great artist. For a moment I wondered about the stars: they seem to us so far away, mysterious, eternal. Like vampires. However, all myths sooner or later dispersed.

My thoughts went back to what he heard in the office.

"Otemn ..." It is somewhere nearby. How is it possible that one woman has broken the boundaries of all the measurements?

I did not have any objections in this respect, but I knew that for each measurement is a disaster.

At this time I heard footsteps in the hallway: someone coming up the stairs and, apparently, it was going to my room. And indeed a few seconds came a furious Kaspar.

- What the hell, why did you do that? - He opened the door and stood at the door like a bull that sees red.

- You would not tell me that! - I said confidently. In the end, I had a right to know the truth. - And the best way to learn everything from the beginning to the end - to hear with his own ears, you should know! - I put her hands on his chest, still standing at the window, not daring to make any movement.

- Do you realize that it was an insult to Fallon for Prince Atenea? - He spoke very loudly. - And if he thought it was, we decided to take all the measurements? - He began to come to me without lowering his tone. - What, then, supposed to do?

My eyes became contemptuous. Rolling his eyes, I sighed. Kaspar at that time came close to me. I did not move, and therefore able to observe how the game cheekbones on his face.

- He is able to read your mind. And I doubt very much that he would think so. - A raised eyebrow, I watched him say: "And what do you say to me?".

- This is not funny, baby, - he looked at me with his black eyes - from now on, I command you: do not listen!

I was ready to laugh.

- You? - I touched a finger on his chest. - To Me? - Then he pointed to himself. - Ordering? Well, well ... - I said in a mocking tone. It is also angered even more. He had practically hung over me.

- I order you! And try not obey ... - he threatened his finger, as if I was not a sensible child.

- Well, great! Then I'll sit here and wait until you deign to climb up to me and tell me another exciting hunting Warnow! - I threw up her hands, looking reproachfully at him well, as you can in the end it all?

- That's great! - He abruptly turned and left the room. When I was seething rage. She was boiling as never before in my life.

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