A larger man approaches with a plate in hand. He had a scar running across his ear that came to a point. "BREAKFAST IS SERVED TO MY HUMBLE LEADER" he hands me the plate of food.
I stare at him curiously, why was he kissing up to me. No one knew the training for today. I was going to have them pull carts up the hill, all whiners had to carry it filled with sand. But they didn't know that.
"Why are you being like that Raggin?" He was a solider that I've trained before, and was notorious for pulling pranks and looking for loopholes.
He looked at me and cocked his head "Like what, I'm just being nice to my almighty leader" he bowed his head once more.
I rolled my eyes. "Raggin, get up and go clean the toilets"
He stared up at me in surprise. "I'm sorry sir for being nice, that mistake won't be made again" he stated with a nod, standing and walking to the toilets.
I stood on the log and shouted to the crowded men "WOULD ANYONE ELSE LIKE TO KISS UP TO ME!" Most of the men shook their heads eagerly.
Lennon walked up to me "what was that about?"
"Nothing, someone just leaked my agenda for the day".
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Mystic
FantasyMystic is an elf, she fights to defend her land and saves lives. As the leader of her villages army, she keeps her gender a secret and fights with men. Until a particular soldiers changes that.
