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to my sweet dear Princess Farhana Category: Uncategorized
AS King Ranveer Havenflaw sat on his throne with a darkness about him like always a vil grin came to his face when one of his men came to him and told him that Princess Farhana was on her way to the kingdom and it was told that she was coming to take the king down. The last time he sow his daughter she was a child of 15 years of age. HE was not sure what she might of learned of her powers or even what she truly was, yet he knew it could not be much with no one around her to tell her of her past and her family.
He slammed his fist down on the arm of his black throne as he got up. he wanted the damn man to shut his fucking mouth he was done hearing what he had to say. " just just your damn mouth before I remove your one way to speak. if she wishes war than let us be ready. I will take my daughter down for she does not stand a chance to kill me. I do not know who he thanks she is. I killed her mother let her join her in death.
King Ranveer Havenflaw moved from the throne room to the war room as he gathered his men. he was not happy to have to o anything other than amuse is self with his dancers and servants as he did every day.
As the last of his men who needed to be within the room entered and closed the door behind him King Ranveer Havenflaw stood from his set with the look of anything but amused on his face. " i have been told that my daughter wishes war on my kingdom and wants to kill me. I do not know who she thanks she is yet she will not get far. let the war happen. I do not know how many men if any she will bring with her." he looked around the room as fire danced in his eyes with rage. " hear my words and hear them loud and clear. NO ONE is to touch Princess Farhana he head is mine. The dear little princess will die by her mother's blade. If you come across her you are to bring her to me or let her pass. she is to make her way right to me. I want to fight her my self."
when he was done speaking he turned and walked out the room leaving all his men standing within the room as he made his way to the great hall for some ale.
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