Prologue

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The night was eerily silent, that was until, he started running. He was having a drunk night, letting out all of the stress at the bar, when the bar area came quiet as the barman started talking. When the man heard what the bar man had to say, he was shocked. He stood up, grabbed his coat, payed his bill and ran outside. The silence of an eerily silent night was ruined as he made his way to the police station.
He started banging on the back door, his brown hair reached his shoulders, if not landing a few inches above. His brown eyes gleamed with shock and fear as he glanced both ways repeatedly before the door opened and he was pulled in.
"Jesus, what's wrong with you?" A man, blonde hair and two mismatched eyes stood. His left eye was green, his right eye was blue.
"John, she's back." The man wheezed, he needed to get back into shape.
"Who's back? Mark? Who's back?" John said, high cheekbones prominent in the ray of moonlight that came through the windows.
"She is." The words that came next from Mark's o mouth were a name. A name that was used to scare children into behaving.
It widened John's eyes.
"The hell...... she can't be.....who told you?" John stared at the man who had just started getting himself to his feet.
Because there was no way that Celaena Scarlet, the Smuggler Lord, was back in town.
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