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"I can see why you'd act dead.Surviving was all I was trying to do when I took you.And i'll explain everything,and I mean everything.From the day I was whipped to the day I left camp." He say,looking around. |
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"Is this another lie?" She asked, but put her dagger on her hip and crossing her arm |
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"No,it's not.But I need you to trust me,seriously." He says,turning to start walking back. |
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Kayla hesitated before following. "Will he kill me this time?" She asked, looking at his wolf |
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Varys looked at her,grumbled,and walked off behind him. |
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Kayla glared at the wolf, walking barely behind Gale |
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Gale kept glancing back,making sure she was still following before they reached towns square,him turning left and walking into a tent with a few scarred and some bloody men and a few women. |
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Kayla looked around, her hand ready to grab her dagger at any moment. She glanced at Gale, hoping he would reassure her but she was stranded |
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"Ooh,Gale,you'd bring in some...." The man trailed off,Gale's glare silencing him as he continued to walk into a larger tent. "Sit down." He says,motioning to a chair. |
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Kayla followed him, listening to the man and shooting him a glare of her own. SHe wasn't about to be talked about. She followed Gale cautiously into the larger tent, glancing around again |
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Evening Thunderstorms, Hail Possible
