*The Verge of War* A Medieval Rp

Redd shrugged. "Fine have it your way." He quickly drew a dagger and slit the reigns suspiciously close to Fawn's hand.
Fawn was mad. She grabbed the broken rein and pulled her own dagger out and put it to Redd's throat. "I hate that it must come to this, handsome, but it must. Now TELL me, WHY ARE YOU FOLLOWING THE PRINCESS?"
 

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