He stuffed his paper in his back pocket, crumbling it in the process. "They're located on the other side of that wall," he said and pointed to a wall behind Aspen.
Aspen rotated around and observed it. "Why? " she asked, stroking her chin.
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He stuffed his paper in his back pocket, crumbling it in the process. "They're located on the other side of that wall," he said and pointed to a wall behind Aspen.
He stuffed his paper in his back pocket, crumbling it in the process. "They're located on the other side of that wall," he said and pointed to a wall behind Aspen.
Aspen rotated around and observed it. "Why? " she asked, stroking her chin.
Eliza observed him, her blue eyes dancing in the light, golden hair flowing down her back like a stream of sunlight.
Finally he was exhausted and couldn't dance no more. He steadily made his way to one of the chairs and sat down. "That was fun," he expressed.
Quote: (You good.)
Hasis rolled his eyes from her reply, since he observed and discovered the truth. "Abbet, I'll carry you down the stairs." he sighed, scooping her up once more. He bashed open his door and walked down the stairs, "I could get a healer to heal you." he suggested.
"Let's do it," she happily said, dangling in his tight grip. "Well I was planing on to aid you sometime." Hasis flashed a friendly smirk.
Abbet showed the same smirk. "Aid me?" "Heal your leg." Hasis released her as the steps halted.
She slowly slid out of his arms and carefully place both feet on the floor. "Thanks," she slowly said. "I don't know I can repay you for your kindness, Sire." "I have ideas, but those can wait later...Until you're better." Hasis nodded, and headed to his throne room.
Slowly, she followed, limping. Hasis was going to let her heal on her own, so he let her limp her way to the room.
She made it passed the doorway and into Hasis' court. Leaning mostly against a wall, she observed him closely.
Hasis walked up to one of his guards, "I need a healer here." he ordered quite harshly.
"Because that is the rich quarter."
Eliza observed him, her blue eyes dancing in the light, golden hair flowing down her back like a stream of sunlight.
Finally he was exhausted and couldn't dance no more. He steadily made his way to one of the chairs and sat down. "That was fun," he expressed.
Eliza gazed at him, nodding her head in agreement. This day, by far, had been one of the best ones.
"So does that mean you don't need assistance? " Hasis asked, rising off the couch.
(I'm sorry.)
She mirrored his actions and answered confidently, "No, I'll manage." Abbet stumbled to her feet. Even though she said she can handle her walking, it was clear she was struggling since her speed was drastically slow.
(You good.)
Hasis rolled his eyes from her reply, since he observed and discovered the truth. "Abbet, I'll carry you down the stairs." he sighed, scooping her up once more. He bashed open his door and walked down the stairs, "I could get a healer to heal you." he suggested.
"Let's do it," she happily said, dangling in his tight grip.
"Well I was planing on to aid you sometime." Hasis flashed a friendly smirk.
Abbet showed the same smirk. "Aid me?"
"Because that is the rich quarter."
"Really? " Aspen grew a devious grin. "Can you please lead me to the rich area? "
"Lets go confront the people responsible. " Shira growled, storming from her chair.