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"No," He starts,covering the exit with himself and glaring at her with a cold gaze and tone. "I brought you here so I could say that,if I were in town i'd be dead within seconds." He snaps,Varys grumbling. |
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Kayla sighed, not wanting to fight him. Plus, if she did he would most likely win with his experiance. She backed off and went to lean on a pole |
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"Well,good saying that,you can stay,if you want.The people here are...alot nicer then the last camp." He says,stepping out of the tent. |
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Kayla didn't move, didn't speak. She took out her dagger and twirled it in her hands as he walked away |
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Gale continued walking and sat at a stump,sharpening his knife before setting it down and sighing,looking at Varys. "This is going to be so hard." |
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Kayla eventually sat down and leaned against the same pole, still twirling the dagger in her hands thoughtfully |
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"Varys,how do I tell her?How do I tell her she's quite litteraly the one?" Gale asks,Varys barking and wagging his tail in response. |
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Kayla slowly grew tired but refused to sleep because she was in a new place. She mostly trusted him to not hurt her or kill her, so she just closed her eyes, accidentally slipping into sleep |
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"You're no help." Gale grumbled,standing and walking to his tent before eventually falling asleep,Varys resting on the floor. |
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Kayla slept, dreaming of Gale in the kingdom again |
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Evening Thunderstorms, Hail Possible
