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Post by Kari Muffin on Dec 9, 2010 1:49:34 GMT -5
The Queen sighed and shook her head. Well at least someone was being honest and reliable. She let go of Peaches hair and crossed her arms, giving both the Jack and the young boy a disappointed look.
"Conall take Peaches to the infirmary. I'm going to have a talk with the pair of you later." She watched the boy fidget uncomfortably before going to the long haired woman's aide.
Peaches was unamused. A Talk? Those always went so well. She rolled her eyes at the very thought of her daughter giving her a lecture. Honestly, those never worked and they wouldn't start working now. But with a small grumble she let the boy lead the way to the infirmary.
Xiven looked to the short Avington, her arms still crossed with a frown on her face. "Could you not beat the tar out of Court members?"
The Avington gave a small shrug. "Only if they stop insulting me."
"Fine." The woman motioned to the blood on the ground. "Catch a servant to clean up this mess and then meet me in my room, all right?" The woman shook her head as she made walked down the hallway.
Emeraude watched the woman go, a small smirk on her face.
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