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2024-10-29 19:42:56The entire group was stunned. No one had any idea of this happening apart from Vanessa who had been Sarah's closest confidant for her entire life. The night that had happened Vanessa had stayed up for hours trying to console the princess as she cried her eyes out. She allowed her to cry that night until her eyes were red and swollen and eventually she was finally able to fall asleep. The next morning she was called unsightly by her own father and was forced to have breakfast in her room, a few bites into her food she could no longer contain her sadness and began to cry all over again. Her fathers cruelty seemed to know no limits. Vanessa was enraged for Sarah. It took everything she had not to rush into the throne room and drive a blade into the part of his body that the heart should be, although she questioned if the bastard actually had one.
Thankfully the wedding planning had not yet truly begun. Sarah decided to go visit her oldest sister whom she was very close to
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Everyone was stunned. Just how arrogant and shameless could a member of the royal family be!? Even Garrett was unable to keep his silence. ""I Should have Splattered his fucking brains." He said through grit teeth. Sarah walked over and put her hand on his hand trying to sooth his anger. "You can't protect me 24/7 you know." For the moment he refused to meet her eyes and just looked at the ground the feeling of shame weighing down upon him. Clearly frustrated with his own limitations. He didn't respond but nod his head to her. She smiled at him gently and gave him a hug. "You truly are the best cousin someone can ask for." She said. This managed to get a smile out of him, although he still didn't raise his head. "I can see how that would definitely force someone to speed up their plans a little faster." Elise admitted sympathetically. As a woman she could definitely sympathise with what happened. "He didn't manage to do anything, you g
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"Yea... Something like that" Christopher said with a sullen look. Garrett wasn't surprised by any means when he heard the response. With Christopher's skills there was no doubt in his mind. He either was a soldier or an assassin. It was easy to see he was used to killing. Garrett's only concern is that he may be a little to comfortable with killing. The other thing that Garrett could not wrap his head around was how young he was. The empire at times could be cruel and merciless but no one would set foot on the battlefield unless they were at least 18. There was the occasional mercenary company they would employ that might have one or two people under the age but they usually would avoid companies that used children to fill numbers. "How long did you fight? How old are you ?" Garrett couldn't help but to ask him. He honestly had many questions for Chris but did not want to push to hard. "Wow quite a few personal questions don't you think?" Christopher chuckled. Garret
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"When we leave, would you be willing to come with us?" Garrett asked. Only for a moment that Garrett had not noticed a devious smile crossed Christopher's lips but was gone faster then it had appeared. Elise hurried back into the stair well quietly. Listening to their conversation. Her heart rate beginning to elevate. "Is Garret up there?" Sarah asked. Elise quickly turned to her lifting a finger to her lips to silence the princess, and pointed up. Quickly she turned her attention back to what the men were saying. "You want me to come with you?" Christopher laughed "You guys must be desperate asking someone like me to come along." After a minute of Garrett staring holes through him he realized that Garret was being serious. What made this man entrust something so important to him. Shit if they had fought side by side during the war Christopher could understand but they had been enemies! There was no bond, no trust to base any of this off of. What woul
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Elise spent a moment listening to the two laughing before she decided now was as good a time as any to walk in on them. Although she felt bad for eavesdropping on the other the subject did have to do with her so there was no need to apologize for it. Sarah seemed to be feeling the same, she had stayed quiet and rooted to that spot for the duration of their conversation listening closely to their every word. Elise waved with her hand and stepped out onto the roof top. this time she was certain to make her presence known before they could start up on anymore private conversations. "Ahem are you two running low on drink yet ?" She asked emerging from the starewell. "AHA my sweet angel of salvation!" Garrett looked in their direction then back to Christopher and Whispered to him. "I'll speak with her about it." Christopher nod to him and said nothing more on the subject. He then drunkenly rolled his head to face the two women coming out onto the r
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After Garrett regained control of himself from Sarah trying to kill him with laughter they both sat enjoying the view for a moment longer, it was rare they got to spend time together just the two of them anymore, since back when they were children really. "It really is a great view. Elise told me earlier her and Christopher love coming up here almost every night to see the stars. I can understand why they're so partial to it." Sarah said. She then turned to Garrett " Thank you cousin. I truly am grateful for everything you are doing. You have thrown everything away everything to help me, and I will never forget that." "Don't worry about it. I already owe you one, This is the least I can do for you." He smiled After Sarah and Garrett finished reminiscing on the roof they moved back into the house. Braum who had already shed his weapons and armor saw Garrett and waved him over and went to show him to their room. Sarah was on the way to her room when she p
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Sarah and her entourage took a minute of silence to recover and recompose themselves after having valiantly charged in on Elise and Christopher having sex. The men wished them good night and moved to their own room, as Sarah and Vanessa put on their pajamas and prepared for bed. They were in for quite a pleasant surprise, when they saw the room that was prepared for them. It was very spacious brightly painted walls, some paintings decorated the walls, and a king size bed. Surprisingly everything was up to date and the blankets, pillows, and sheets seem to all be made from the finest materials both Sarah and Vanessa sprawled spread eagle on the bed with room to spare still, they could have invited Christopher and Elise to accompany them after all, and still have room to spare. "Oh this feels like heaven!" " You know I haven't felt this comfortable since I was forced to leave my old bedroom in the palace. Not just physically, but mentally as well." Sarah wh
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"Marry me" "Huh?" Vanessa was struck dumb. His expression still dead serious. After a slight pause though his face returned to the Aloof air head look. "Well think on it! Any ways I gotta run!" he waved his hand over his shoulder as he ran off like a child late for school. Although in reality he technically was going to school. Although this time not to attend classes. Vanessa was still standing in the kitchen unmoving. 'Did that really just happen? I mean mom did always say food was the fastest way to a mans heart' In this moment Sarah and Elise both entered the kitchen when the front door closed. Elise followed her nose to the stove. She stared in awe mouth watering for a moment before she grabbed a spoon and took a bite, her face turned to pure delight then quickly frowned then delight again the process repeating until she finished swallowing the food. It was then she glanced over at Vanessa. "Oh good morning Vanessa, What's going on
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Christopher turned twisting Jordan's hand pinning it behind his back and then slammed his head into the table. "AAAH!" Jordan screamed out. "Congratulations, you just touched on the second thing!" growled Christopher. A few of Jordan's friends jumped up from their seats about to rush to their friends aid. Christopher grabbed Jordan's head and slammed it into the table "Every step you take I will smash his fucking face into this table!" Roared Christopher. One of the students ignored his warning began walking towards him. Christopher looked directly at the student and slammed Jordan's head into the table two times for each step he took forward. He leaned in closely and whispered into Jordan's ear. "Let me cue you in on something, my family is the one subject you never.. Ever.. Want to touch on." "Fuck you and your whore mother!" "HAHA you fucking nobles think you're untouchable. Let me tell you." Christopher slammed his head
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