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Gale and Varys stood,their eyes locked on Kayla as she turned around.He kept his head down,face hidden.Their was a aura around him,rage,murder,suspicion. |
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Kayla turned and darted off, sprinting |
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Gale darted after her,the wind whipping at the cloak as he ran,footsteps quiet along with Varys' plouding paws. |
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Kayla felt like she was being followed, so she darted to the left sharply. |
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Gale kept following,only a few meters behind.Him and Varys silent,such as the breeze at points. |
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Kayla refused to look over her shoulder, instead just stopping |
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Gale stopped aswell,the wind having already knocked his hood down. "Thought i'd see you by now." He said,voice chilling |
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Kayla spun, her eyes wide. "What are you doing here?" She snapped, her dagger still in her hand |
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"Apologizing,if you will.What are you doing here?" He asks again,tone just as cold.Varys lightly growled,eyes glowing. |
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Kayla hadn't expected his answer. She didn't respond for a moment. "Acting dead to the kingdom, staying alive." She said, her tone not as cold. She hadn't realized how much she'd missed his face until now |
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