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( time skip to morning for Switch and Scythe? I'm thinking they go watch some fights or something )
“So you really are a princess.” Maverick's eyes burned both with anger and hurt. "When were you planning to tell me; before or after I got killed trying to protect you?”
He walked over to a table and grabbed a key. "Please, I'm not an enemy, and if you'll allow me, those chains look uncomfortable." He said in genuine concern.
Scythe finished his breakfast as the sun rose and quickly got his caravan on the move.
*Tii*
"Why would you do something like that?" Tii growled.
“So you really are a princess.” Maverick's eyes burned both with anger and hurt. "When were you planning to tell me; before or after I got killed trying to protect you?”
Scythe studied the map infront of him. He estimated they'd arrive in Harranon in about two hours. Just in time to watch the tournament.
*Tii*
Tii frowned. "Well you're on his side, right?" She motioned towards where Slasher had stood a few moments ago.
“So you really are a princess.” Maverick's eyes burned both with anger and hurt. "When were you planning to tell me; before or after I got killed trying to protect you?”
Scythe sat back and figured he'd bring Switch his breakfast personally. He ordered his new personal servant to bring him a tray of food.
*Tii*
Tii paused. "Then why don't you fight back?"
“So you really are a princess.” Maverick's eyes burned both with anger and hurt. "When were you planning to tell me; before or after I got killed trying to protect you?”
He heard something and growled, preparing to see Darus appear again.
Sebastian
He shrugged. "Have you seen how powerful they are? I'm not one for heroics, and trust me, I have tried before." He sighed and showed her his arm, a nasty scar tracing up it's entire length about an inch thick.
Tii cringed. "How'd that happen?" She asked as she sat on the table. Her pain in her neck had finally died down.
“So you really are a princess.” Maverick's eyes burned both with anger and hurt. "When were you planning to tell me; before or after I got killed trying to protect you?”
He sat down as well. "The night I tried to run, they caught me...knife blade." He said, wincing at the memory. "Though you look like you've gotten into much trouble, or are you a fighter?" He asked then added. "You don't have to tell me, I understand the secrecy of things."