Y'all prolly gonna be mad at me for this.
YUP! STARTING BY MAKING YOU EYEBALLS SWEAT!!
GOOD LUCK
~~~~Y/N pov~~~
I could not believe what I had just heard.
A duel??!!
The Philip I knew wouldn't even hurt a fly!
How was he going to survive in a duel?
"Y/n?" Philip said, snapping me out of my thoughts.
Tears brimmed the corners of my eyes as I snapped
"Do you even know how to use a pistol?" I asked
"Do you?" Philip shot back. He was still quite pissed from his encounter with Mr. George Eacker.
I may be a woman, but I was NOT going to let him talk to me that way just because he was pissed.
"No, but I know Damn well that you don't. Do you realize what you're getting yourself into? One wrong move, and you'll be gone!" I choked back a sob on the last word.
I didn't want to lose him.
I couldn't hold in my emotions any longer and crumpled to the floor, sobbing right in front of him.
Seconds later, I feel strong arms wrap around me, inviting me into a warm embrace. Giving me an everlasting feeling of serenity.
That somehow, everything was going to be alright.
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I woke up the next day to find that I was all alone in bed.
Suddenly me and Philip's conversation the day before flooded into my brain, and I knew exactly where he was.
I threw on a dress, and headed towards the dueling grounds, pushing past people who came to see the duel, getting to the front. Then..
BOOM!
Philip fell to the ground as I screamed and ran toward him. Blood splattered out of his mouth as he coughed harshly.
If Eacker were still there, I would've done something I was going to regret for the rest of my life.
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I watched tearfully as medics tried to fix his wounds, but it was no use.
He was going to die.
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A/N: This was a lot of fun to make!
BUT DON'T EXPECT MORE OLDEN TIMES! IMMA MAKE A BUNCH OF MODERNIZED STUFF
BAI PEEPS!
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