What did I get myself into. "I highly don't appreciate you
holding a rugged knife so close to my major artery," all she did
was press hard, starting to break the skin. "I asked you why you
were watching me not to have small talk, now answer me!" "I was sent on a mission from the Queen, you might know her," I said
sarcasm lacing every word. "What does she want with me she
had my for 16 year already, that evil wretch should not send her
mere little brother to do a man's job." "As much as i agree she is
evil, i am no little boy nor do i know why she wants your blood
spilled." I was honestly getting tired of the knife slowly slicing me.
I tried to not the pain show but you could inevitably see in my
eyes. She slid on of my huffing and my hands instinctively went
to my neck for closure. She was tired, kneeling while panting
from the sudden burst of activity. Her long white hair was laced
with twigs and leaves from living outdoors for so long. Her grey
dress bleached white from the sun exposure. The beast stood
watching almost glaring at me while I contemplated the scene.
"Well Dovahkiin girl, what do you want from me?"
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Flame In The Valley
Ficção AdolescenteEdin Grande is sent with a task to destroy her but will he do just that? This was an essay I wrote that I liked, this story is based off both skyrim and games of thrones
