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Post by Project Leo on Oct 6, 2010 23:51:33 GMT -6
Xasch slowly rose from the bed of the late king and queen. He hated how soft the bed was. He did love the silk sheets. But everytime he'd laid in it. He would sink. That would be taken care of sooner or later. Just like the princess. He wasn't to worried about the prince. He didn't pose much of a threat compared to his younger sister.
Quickly, Xasch jumped out of bed. He stuck out his arm, releasing afew tentacles to retreive his clothes. His black shirt, long gunners cloak, and guess what? Black pants. He quickly got dressed and walked towards the desk. Scanning the paper work. The notes he scribbled. The princess wasn't around here. Well of coarse, who would be dumb to come here? Well those that try to take back their kingdom. But it resulted in failure. Actually, in disaster. Xasch made sure there were no survivors. "Well Princess. . .let's see how long you can elude my grasp."He smirked stepping out of the room.
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