ok because i got writers block. you lcky people who actully read this get a pice from a novel i'm writing. here is is.
“Your mission is to find the rebel camp, locate its leader and kill him. Fine the elf queen and kill her. Am I clear?” King Harpera stated in a monotone, grim, menacing voice.
“Yes master.” Victoria said raising her head so her face became shadowed by the hood of her cloak, part of her midnight black hair fell out of the hood of the cloak and shown in the dimly lit room. Her eyes that were usually grey turned blood red, and shown brightly in the darkness.
“Don’t disappoint me Victoria. Although you’re only fifteen, you have surpassed all of my greatest fighters. You have captured and killed more rebels then my finest assassins. You are my best weapon. You shall not fail.” King Harpera said turning around, showing his stone hard face, with eyes that could kill. “You’re dismissed.” He said waving his hand. Victoria got up bowed and left, going to get her horse and weapons. To start her mission she was determined not to fail.
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