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Post by devona on Feb 4, 2009 20:07:48 GMT -8
Devona's arms wrapped around the leg pulled up to her chest. Her chin then rested on her knee, simply watching him while her body took in the head of the fire. She watched his horse come to lay beside him and turned her eyes to Goliath who was grazing not far away.
"Traveling." She replied simply, shrugging it of. "I hate staying in one place for too long, it begins to bore me." [/blockquote] |
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Post by anakin on Feb 7, 2009 8:44:34 GMT -8
Marcus nodded as he understood what she was saying. He of course, had lived all his life in Cair Paravel. He was free, in a way. He had the right to order others do stuff for him. Anything his heart desired. But, was he free? He could ride out of Cair Paravel at night, without informing the Kings and Queens. He could stay out at night, sometimes.
"I have to say that having all this freedom is something that I really miss" he said. How on earth could he miss something he never had? Since he was a boy he would do anything his father asked, training to be a general and captain of the guard since he was 6 years old. He had to show discipline in every aspect of his life.
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