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The Emperor and the KingAlana: heh look at you too, women magnets you are huhThe Emperor and the King by Tinkerbell0522
Of course we are!
Alana: *walks up behind them and whispers in their ears* Well at least I am not one that has gone completely crazy for you two yet * she smiles and turns to walk away as her tail brushes against their faces*
Mario: *slaps him* Shut up.
Alana: *walks over to a chair in a corner and smiles at them* Heh why did you slap him for MarMar hmmmm
Mario: He's just being stupid again.
Alana: well I don't think he is being stupid * stretches her wings and undoes her hair from her pony tail to let it flow lose again, gets on all 4rs and stretches*
Alana: *shakes real quick and smiles* Why do you look a bit confused there Mario *walks over to them and sits between them, brings her tail in front of her feet*
Mario: I-I'm alright...
Alana: sure you are, then why are you stuttering even Damien can tell I bet *she smiles at him as her tail flicks back and forth a li
I am a person that does not judge others and is very trust worthy. Many may know me but not for popularity but just for being me. If you need a friend that you can trust I am that one.|
Favourite style of art: dont have one
Favourite cartoon character: Inuyasha and Naruto
Personal Quote: What goes around comes around
Wii U username: Tinkerbell0522(black ops 2)
Death is a Beginning Page two"You both, shall address me as "Lady Countess" not queen. Remember that." Words as harsh as the tone they were said in, and in that moment is when that deafening silence started to resonate off the walls. The soldiers that were standing next to the new women in the castle exchanged glances between the other then return their gaze back to the Countess.Invidia1988
"Yes, forgive our misaddress. Lady Countess." Runa instantly says, keeping her head as well as her daughter’s head low to show reverence and respect to the order. Elizabeth turns her head away and towards another servant in the room.
"You there, show them to what will be their home from here on out." She barks the order, and quickly the woman moves from standing as still as a statue to being in front of the mother and daughter taking their hands and replying with a sharp "Yes, Lady Countess." The woman ushers the girls through a large pair of doors and down long winding hallways, avoiding anyone of noble status. Weaving throug