WARNING! THERE WILL BE GERMAN IN THIS BOOK! Sorry. I forgot to put that in the last chapter.
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Heavy breathing raced through the air of a large building as a young girl ran towards a large set of doors. She threw them open with the strength of a hundred men and shouted the volume of a thousand.
"ALRIGHT! WHO STARTED IT!?"
Everyone stopped and stared at the little girl. Several men were holding either weapons or magic. Some had both. One of the men that was practically unarmed faced her and lowered his head.
"I'm sorry, gnädige Frau Whitley. I was simply trying to have a friendly conversation and got carried away." The girl, Whitley, narrowed her eyes.
"Be cautious with your words. Right now, Duell der Schicksale des Mondes, Mister Vendre." Fear entered his eyes. "Kein Aussteigen. Oder wir führen ein Duell mit dem geflügelten Dämon." He lowered his head.
"Duell der Schicksale des Mondes would be prefered, gnädige Frau Whitley."
"Good. When you are ready."
Vendre took a shaky breath before getting into battle position. He nodded, knowing the result. He was suddenly on the ground with Whitley on top of him.
"Better." She eyed the other men. "Beginne mit dir, dreckige Bauern." The other men scattered. She stepped off Vendre as a large man walked in. He smiled at her.
"Hervorragende Arbeit, mein lieber Whitley. Sie haben das sehr schön aufgeräumt. Hat Vendre seine Strafe bekommen?"
"Ja Vater. Dafür habe ich gesorgt."
"Gut." He glared at Vendre, who quickly stood up and bowed before running out the door. The two smiled as they sat down at a table. "We have much to discuss."
"Yes father."
"Such as your Zukunft."
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Thanks for reading this chapter! Hope you enjoyed it. Next will be Blake's. See you then.
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