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zai...the Ci

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ked into the king's Palace. There were people everywhere they turned but they had all gone quiet and still in their presence. The Rokhans were warriors bless by the god and

the king of Ozai and his city he

ia. Thank you for coming all this way

and, what we called a "Pujerak"

g. There was a reason he had just said what he did, a reason why they had a hundred Rokhans here with them today, and a reason why the

the error if his actions a little too late and hence why he had wanted the peace treaty signed. Negotiations had been exchanged via messengers for the past few months and then today had finally been agreed in for the horde king to come to Ozai and the two kingd would sign a treat that staes that member of one kingdom should hatn or take from the member of a

led them away from the entrance of the palace t

h kings. He is aware of that isn't he?" King Purak asked

and then. His king would not be questioned. Kiro looked around at the inner part of the palace...the sooner h

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painful and hard, I wanted to see the horde king, badly. I didn't understand the compulsion or my unhealthy obsession with him but he had never been far from my thoughts for as long as I could remember. Even as a child I read all the books I could get my hands on a

something I might not be able to control, so I let myself be. Three years of the war passed and I finally found out that he was coming to our kingdom and I couldn't keep my excitement at bay. I could finally place a face and a body to the image of him I had in my head. I had always planned to go

et Place

a busy morning and it was just the way that I liked it, makes my work so much easier and smoother. One second I was walking through and the next I was gone, entered the alleyway in between stalls to scout and begin my business. To talk about what business I did I also needed to talk about how I looked like. I turned nineteen a few months ago, was short for a female and had an ord

lked out of the alleyway I was William with my work uniform wearing a male shirt and vest with a little too large pair of trousers with boots, and of course my wig that ma

y employer. A fat looking woman who

e before anyone this morning to open the stall" she rep

atch the arrivals of the Ro

ile on her face and immediately got dis

ld you go to my house and get me a fresh stack off the back? My husband sh

e I used this time to do my second job, and this was where my disguise always came through. I looked around the market and tried finding my targets for the day. A woman holding a crying child's hand, a couple walking and laughing together...

rget two was also successful as I took the male's wallet unsuspectingly and even snagged an apple from the basket the female was holding... stealing was so easy and paid way more than working at the mushroom stall...I also enjoye