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LouiseRose gently dresses me as I stand still waiting tonight is yet another ball that I must attend yet another night of standing alone. Rose finishes and gently steers me out the door knowing unless she forces me I won’t go. I walk to the main hall feeling very sorry for myself there doesn’t seem any point attending tonight or any other night to be honest unlike the other women their I am not shopping for a husband as I have had an arranged marriage since the age of 8 to a foreign noble. My Father made the arrangement when after a year of what we call fluttering classes which all young women must take to learn the art of pleasing men. He discoverLouise
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lillianShe raised her sword to block his blow trying not to let the strain show on her face she was getting tired this block should have been easy done without any thought but instead it felt like she was pulling her arm clean out of its socket all her muscles groaned aloud ringing in her ears. Zanier noticed but he didn’t let up he hit her with another sequence of blows pushing and pushing her back until she found herself pressed against the wall. She watched almost in slow motion as his final blow came towards her his long tanned arm extending from a chest rippled with muscles Zanier had removed his shirt long ago. She took a deep breath trying tolillian
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powerHe sat staring at his hands feeling the frustration build inside him stronger and stronger it washed over him like a sea surrounding him so dark and deep he could no longer see the shore. Staring up at the orb which floated in front of him he tried again. Closing his eyes he reached inside himself for the power he knew was there the power his blood held he imagined the power flowing from its centre through him touching each part of his body one after the other until it finally gathered in his hands. Slowly raising his hands he turned them up towards the board palms facing forwards. He imagined the power flowing out from him leaving his body apower
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Queen of dreamsQueen of the un-awake stared down at the boy a cruel smile playing on her face. He was but a baby barely a few months old but still she could see the power growing in him he would be great. She snickered to herself he would have been great but no longer she was here to change all that. Again she found her eyes drawn to his face he looked up at her too young to be afraid his eyes were of the deepest blue and made all the more striking by the pale skin that surrounded them almost translucent like a ghost’s, his hair (the little of it that had grown) had no more colour. Poor boy she thought 2nd born he would never rule as his brother wouldQueen of dreams
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