*The Verge of War* A Medieval Rp

"Excuse me, remember who you are speaking to... and if I leave you are on your own.."

"Disrespectful? I merely said that you may leave if you wish." Peter was having a hard time remaining calm.
"Hmm it does not appear that you have lockjaw.. so the gritting of your teeth is voluntarily. You should stop it isnt good for your teeth.." she lightly patted his head and for once smiled. She whispered"settle down"
 
"Hmm it does not appear that you have lockjaw.. so the gritting of your teeth is voluntarily. You should stop it isnt good for your teeth.." she lightly patted his head and for once smiled. She whispered"settle down"

Peter sat there. He had had enough of them, but wasn't about to leave Linnet. It was his room anyway.
 

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