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Trevor worked on the papers for what seemed like hours. After a while he pushed back from the desk and stood with a frustrated sigh. He went over to the clock on the otherside of his room and saw that it had only been a short while. "What the heck," he says at almost a yell, which anyone outside of his door could hear, "how has it not been like two hours yet?!"
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Ellimere stopped, she was currently passed the princes room, she heard yelling, Ellimere raised a eyebrow and knocked on the door, she stood quietly and waited for the prince to answer
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He looked towards the door as he sat down on the edge of his bed, frustratingly rubbing his forehead. "Come in," he called as he let out a sigh. (Sorry it's short)
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(It's alright) Ellimere pushed open the door with a small smile, "is everything alright?, your magisty, I heard yelling" she said not wanting to invade the room, so she stayed within the door frame
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"Yes everythings ok," he says looking up at Ellimere, "just a little frustrated at the paperwork my parents gave me. I swear it has felt like I have been in here for hours but it has only been almost one hour.."
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Ellimere shrugged, "yea work feels like that" she said, she looked at Trevor, "now that i know everything is alright, your magisty, I will be leaving, lunch to be planned" she said with a small smile, she disappeared through the crack of the door
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He nods, "Alright I should be getting back to work anyway. Good bye." Once he saw that she had left, Trevor went back to the mountain of papers on his desk and continued to work.
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Ellimere scurried back to the kitchen, she saw the other cooks look up at her, their looks seemed to say, your late, Ellimere crept up and watched them plan out what they wanted them to cook, once everybody agreed the cooks set to work,
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After probably another hour, or what felt like three more hours, Trevor got a quarter or a way done with the mountain of papers. He yawned and stood up from his chair and stretched, his aching bones popping some and his muscles stretching. Once done and flopped back onto his bed, wishing that he could just relax for the rest of the time but knew he couldn't.
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Ellimere and the others finished up cooking and started to dish up, they put the food on platters in fancy arrays, once all of the food had been played, they set off for the second time today, to the royal dinning room, the finished setting up, the lush food decorated the table
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