Blackwell -Kings Games Trilogy- (Discontinued here)
- Lecturas 44
- Votos 1
- Partes 1
Laina stood up and looked at the cheering crowd. She wiped the blood from her lip. She picked up her discarded sword from the ground and returned it to its sheath. Three men came and helped up the men she beat easily from the makeshift ground. A sense of triumph filled her. Before she knew it the anouncer spoke, "Ladies and gentleman, Laina Blackwell daughter of Liam Blackwell!" The crowd roared again. So much for being known for more than her fathers name.
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