Chat Time 2.4
Posted on: Aug 17, 2019
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''I can't. They hold value to. Especially the Light Fury. I like her.......spunk.''
''Shut up, Princess,'' Vanir barked, stepping into the cell, drawing his sword, and holding it to her neck.
Her eyebrows shot up. ''You didn't tell her?'' She asked, rolling her eyes.
''Dear. I have no intention of damaging you. You have too much value. And if you continue to act out......'' she shakes her head. ''It'll be a pity for the human and the Deadly Nadder.''