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[˩αƨт Ƨαcяαғιcɛ]

Hazuki still couldn't get the picture of the last king out of her head. "NO!!" She screamed

[Iilyda]

"Why else would Gracelings be used as servents, slaves... entertainment! They keep us under their thumb, and for the time we are not in their control, they fear us and search us out. Just look what just happened in the Bazaar! I can guarentee you that man wasn't looking to be my friend," Aine said.

[Soulreaper]

'No he's not' Lily cried.

[Ƨнα∂σω Ƙιƨƨ]

"Yes, he is." Ichoron growled, watching them cry with a grin on his face.

[˩αƨт Ƨαcяαғιcɛ]

Hazuki snapped out of her dream. She marched right up to the man and slapped him.

Damien sighed. "Look, I don't know about any of this. They use you because they want you. If you ask me...well everyones kinda jealous of you."

[Ƨнα∂σω Ƙιƨƨ]

Ichoron grabbed Hazuki, holding his dagger against her neck. "Was that your best idea?" he snarled.

[˩αƨт Ƨαcяαғιcɛ]

Hazuki stared off. She thought she was looking at him, but was looking beside him. She gulped. "You can't talk like that!"

[Ƨнα∂σω Ƙιƨƨ]

"Talk like what?" Ichoron growled.

[Iilyda]

Aine stared at Damien, utterly shocked. She couldn't believe what she had heard. "Jealous?" she asked increduously.

[Soulreaper]

Lily watched, trembling.