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Captain Elon looked grim and laid a hand on his sword hilt
"Watch your tone with her Majesty, boy," he growled.
Verloren gave him a look, "Please, Captain, your protection, however wonderful it is, is not needed with this one," she directed her red eyed glare at Calaethis, "And you! Pick up that sword! A weapon of such a fine make does not deserve to be thrown about like that," Isan and Isak glowed in agreement. The others looked pointedly at Calaethis and remained where they were; When Verloren was in a room with other nobles, only she could send them away, "Now, if you don't want my instruction on how to fight like a grown man instead of a boy with a fancy blade, then you may leave,"
Alliene glowered at the elves, "I may be drow, but my memory does extend beyond the two pleasant days I've had away from you. And these happen to be my rooms. Calaethis must have taken them without knowing. Anyway, I would like to use my bath, if you don't mind. Oh, and on your way out, don't touch the drow on my floor, he's wild," her cold eyes glinted sharply as she waited for them to leave.
[ 02-13-2003, 09:15 PM: Message edited by: Lady Blue03 ]
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