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Posted: Sat Aug 19, 2017 4:01 pm
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Prince Tousa of Darinest
Tousa laid in bet for a good half an hour staring at the ceiling the entire time while he heard grumbling, snores, and various other sounds coming from the other side of the wall. An elongated breath was let out as the last thing he did before he fell asleep.
The next morning however, just as dawn was arriving, the prince woke and he dressed himself appropriately for his duties, armor being laced into place and hair being done up high. He didn't have a mirror to see how well he had done it, but he was practiced in the basic knot at least for just such an occasion. Once done he took the letters he had written the previous night and stepped out of the room and through the barracks the officers quarters were a part of. Out into the courtyard where several soldiers practiced their drills with a sword, the prince gaining bows as he walked by, his gaze only glancing over the soldiers that did so. It was not until he reached the pigeon coop did he speak to anyone. "Good morning your majesty, what letters do you have to send out?" The man keeping the birds asked.
"This one is to my father, the king. This one goes to the General, and this one goes to the daughter of Sir Varin. This one is to Sir Feris' second son and this one goes to the archivist in the capital so that the ambush can be recorded properly. Both sides are written down in this document." Tousa stated with a smile.
"I see your grace. I shall send them right away." the pigeon keeper stated with a smile.
"Thank you." The prince stated before stepping away and going towards the dungeon entrance. The two guards saluted him and he spoke to them directly. "You two, get a squad of eight and get ready for the execution."
"Yes your grace!" They both chimed in unison before taking off in a hustle, a ripple going through the fort soon after the order was given. It wasn't everyday that you saw a prince perform an execution. However Tousa did not notice it, he was already inside and going downstairs.
The prince stood at the door for a moment and then knocked on the reinforced door before unlocking it and speaking gently. "Are you decent Anja the Lycan?" He asked simply.
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Posted: Sat Aug 19, 2017 4:20 pm
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The next morning, Anja awoke to the sounds of hustle and bustle. With her acute hearing, she could tell what they all were doing. Eating, shining armor, practicing their attacks, sleeping and snoring; chatting about the war, females and food. It all really bored her. But then again, it would bore anyone who was going to die in a few hours.
She had transformed into her wolf form. She looked at her paws, shook her tail and perked up her ears. Anja wanted to be like this one last time. She wanted to appear human to the others. Maybe she looked less hostile that way. She stretched and yawned and even cleaned herself, but what was the point? She'll soon be dead, then her body burned,
When a knock came, and his voice was heard, Anja shifted back into her human self, "Why wouldn't I be decent Tousa the Prince?" she leaned back against the back of the cage, "It is time for my death." her voice was just the tiniest bit shaky
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Posted: Sat Aug 19, 2017 4:32 pm
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Posted: Sat Aug 19, 2017 5:09 pm
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Posted: Sat Aug 19, 2017 5:47 pm
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Anja didn't say a word as she her first steps to her death. She passed by Tousa without looking at him. Walked through the door, and up the stairs. As s he got outside, she had to blink a few times. The sunshine was bright today. She was shacked at the wrists again, as well as her ankles.
She expected that. What she didn't expect was the immense crowd gathered. She had to stop and look at them all. They were all quiet and staring at her. Talk about uncomfortable. Anja started walking at a normal pace, looking straight ahead. It was too quiet.
Out of nowhere, a tomato smacked right in her face, "SHAME!" was yelled out. All at once everyone got mean, disgusted looks on thier faces. All manner of fruits and vegetables were thrown at her. They hit in all kids of places. She shrugged it off as she walked, trying to have a little pride and dignity. The only reason they stopped was because they didn't want to hit their prince.
Anja stepped up onto the platform, went to the middle and sank down on her knees like she was instructed to do.
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Posted: Sat Aug 19, 2017 6:18 pm
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Posted: Sat Aug 19, 2017 6:58 pm
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Posted: Sat Aug 19, 2017 7:17 pm
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Posted: Sat Aug 19, 2017 8:10 pm
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