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Fawn: -hugs Fae- "You're welcome. Just remember any time you need me, I will be there."
Fawn: -nods- "yeah, just be yourself, and help people when you can."
Fawn: "How would that help people on the streets Fae? Give to them what you did not have, people will like you. You have a sense of innocence and...
Fawn: -smiles slightly- "you're lucky its only me, you got yourself a little fan club out there. I just wanted you to know, I know you have not...
Fawn: -looks at Alexander- "you deserved it. Just listen next time or I will chuck another apple." -smiles at Cato- "okay." -climbs upt Fae- "hey...
Fawn: -hides my knife again- mutters "Does not surprise me after the last two emporers. But don't blame yourself, it was not your fault, just the...
Fawn: -smile disappears, glances at Cato's hand then looks away from Cato-
Fawn: -Raises an eyebrow- "I'm qualified enough to protect her." -rolls my shoulder then brings my hand up in front of Cato's face with my knife...
Fawn: -Turns round to face the trees, then sees the hut but doesn't say anything and then turns to face Alexander, Cato and Nick-
Fawn: -sees Cato and smiles- "I chucked an apple as I told him not to follow me and he did, sort your generals out."
Fawn: -turns to face Alexander and nick- "I do not know you, but go away. l will talk Fae round. It will be better for me to speak to her."
Fawn: -looks round and sees Alexander and chucks an apple at him and looks at the trees- where are you fae?
Fawn: -looks around and sees Fae gone, glares at Alexander- "don't follow me. I don't care if she's the new ruler, don't follow me." -runs...
Fawn: -looks at Alexander- "I thought you don't like women doing a man's job, you moaned at Cato for sparring with me. It's not like I don't know...
Fawn: -pulls fae into a hug- "you'll be okay, trust me."
Fawn: -puts the fourth sword away to cool and sees Fae stood outside the door- "what's the matter?"
(Don't you mean burial, not wedding XD )
Fawn: -leaves the third sword to cool, then starts working on the fourth sword, carefully carving a winding ivy trail around the hilt, up the...
Fawn: -goes into the workshop and starts crafting the third sword-
Fawn: -Turns round to face Cato mouthing 'talk to you when I can'-