Talk [Segar]

*Gerhardt* · 03-28-2013, 12:39 PM

The King would give a snarl as the woman's combative words split the air. He might've challenged her then and there had she not been carrying the count's children, children that would further his Kindom. He would merely snort in protest, watching her slither back into her den. She would calm down in a few days, when all of this had blown over and Segar's wound had healed. The King watched him follow suit and then pivoted toward his own den to seek out his wife, or someone he could discuss this with.

Exit Gerhardt.

"speeeeech"

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