Analyzation

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Her footsteps where thundering against the stone floor, distant reminiscence of dust particles being disturbed by the swish and sways of her skirt, she had a goal in mind and nothing was going to stop her strides to get it.

Makarov. The name left a trace of bitterness running down her throat. His need to stay here loitering the empires walls with his pleas for peace and mercy for his children. Fairy tail. The overrated guild of destruction and dimwits.

Kathrine thrusted the doors open to the garden sanctuary and swayed over to the table that hosted two cups of lukewarm herbal tea and one guild master. She sat down, crossed her legs and only then did she open her pursed lips.
"Still begging for peace and harmony"
A wicked curl of her mouth.
"Pathetic"
Makarov winced as if he's been struck.
"My child- "
Tch.
"Don't place me into a category with them, I'm far superior"
Silence rained over them casting a late foreshadowing on the tense atmosphere. A knock ensued.
A guard.
"The emperor has returned"

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⏰ Last updated: Mar 17, 2019 ⏰

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