Christopher Harris
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Captain Desmo Reel pulled the reins of his Precious to urge her to rush along as his heart thumped against his chest. The image of that large monstrous horse with its forelegs raised in the air as its body lifted high up in the air was flashing before his eyes. The little figure that was standing before the horse made him flustered as one misstep would mean that she would be crushed under its powerful legs. 'What is she trying to do!? Getting so close to that monster!' He snarled at the senseless…-
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Yvonne's feet moved towards the grazing field that was on the other side of the stable. The fields were green with fresh blades of grass growing in abundance and at a distance, she could see the view of the beautiful horizon. 'This line dividing the green and the blue always fascinates me!' She remarked as she stared at the horizon. As her gaze followed the empty fields, she turned her head to the right and that was when she realized that the fields weren't as empty as she had thought them to…
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'This feels nice!' Yvonne breathed in the fresh air around her as she stepped forward. There was lush green grass all around her and the clear blue skies made it a great day to be outside. 'Even the air feels better out here!' The little girl inhaled a long breath to prove her point. For the last two days, she had spent her entire time either on the bed or in the dining hall to have her meals. She had not been allowed to do anything else other than eating and resting for two straight days.…
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King Ophire, as expected, sat at the head of the large elliptical hardwood table that was arranged at the center of the room. One would wonder why a meeting room was named 'The Fountain Hall', the reason for this was a dead giveaway once they entered the room. The large room had only one table at the center of the room and nothing else. Any place that received frequent visits from the King could not have open spaces in order to prevent any assassination attempts and this room was the same. The…
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When Sullivan let out a sigh after hearing the words of their King, Duke Brodie had been observing him and had caught his subtle actions. From the moment that he had entered the Throne room with the other men, he had been immensely curious about what this man had said to King Ophire in private. 'What could they have spoken about?' He wondered and did not like the fact that he was not included in whatever it was that these men had discussed. Marquess Samed was unaware of the inherently curious…
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'The child wished that she doesn't get the praises for the good deed that she has done for the kingdom.' Marquess Samed justified his actions and glanced at the King as he awaited his response. After being so politely threatened by King Ophire, Sullivan had no other choice but to spill the beans. In a few minutes, he had narrated about how it was Yvonne who had discovered the flaws in the policies that he had brought upon their first meeting. It was also Yvonne who had told him about the…
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Marquess Sullivan Samed choked when he noticed the piece of paper that was being waved around in the hand of the King of Rosenhyde. 'That's….' He froze in his place when he recognized the paper. Last night when he had been preparing for the reports, he had used all the material he had collected from Yvonna as a reference. 'How did that end up in this folder?' He forced his mind to think back to how this grave mistake had occurred. In his drowsy state, after he had completed the report all he…
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Since Yvonne's classes were all canceled for the next two days as a result of the instructions given by Captain Desmo Reel, she was allowed to sleep in. Mrs. Jacinth did not wish to bother her on the rare leave that she had obtained and hence stayed outside until the child woke up on her own accord. Thankfully, yesterday when she had taken her sleeping Little Miss from Master's hands, he had not noticed the mark on her forehead that had remained after she had injured herself. She had helped her…
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Yvonne and her father stood outside until the carriage left the premises of their estate. Only then did Rutherford turn around and carried his daughter into the house. "Don't let anyone pat your head in that manner ever again, Vonna." He instructed as he caressed her soft violet locks. This daughter of his did not inherit his St. Claire's family's hair color which was dark midnight blue neither did she inherit his wife's soft copper-red locks. Instead, the hair color she was bestowed with was a…
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Inside the carriage, On the way back to the Samed Mansion, Sullivan chuckled as he thought back to the events that took place before he boarded this carriage. When he noticed the brilliant smile on her face as she celebrated the positive answer that he had given, Sullivan could not help but smile with her. 'Who would have thought that such a simple thing could bring her such great joy.' He remarked as he observed her jubilant face. His next reaction was subconscious just as the startled scream…
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