"Yeah, ugh." her disgust was real on that topic. "He's just a kid and he's in a high position. Makes you think he's up to something, right?"
//marya he’s older than you
Kirin’s 20 xD
“Just trying to get into the king’s good graces, I’ll bet,” he sneered. “Wants a big vault. Wouldn’t be surprised if he wanted to marry the princess.”
"I think he has a different honey in mind.." Marya narrowed her eyes. "But yeah, fuck him, am I right? Anyway, we should shut up now."
“Probably,” he agreed. “Or he’ll hear and have our heads.” He stopped talking and stood at attention, looking ready for anything.
//Kirin: god, no, I have standards she’s like nine
Lily: I’m thirteen!
Marya nodded, standing in salute and waiting for the king and Cal to appear.
(GTG)
(Awww bye bye!)
(Hi, changed my username but it's still me! What to do with Tink and Shadow?)
(oH ITS YOU)
(Hi, changed my username but it's still me! What to do with Tink and Shadow?)
(oH ITS YOU)
Hello!
//bye :(
(Wait who changed their user?)
//Sherlock doctor who
Yes my dahling it's a-me.
( OH HOW DID I NOT SEE THAT!?!?)
The guards finally managed to keep Cal from shouting insults as they rounded the corner, into an open square. A large crowd of people had already gathered. Please don't be here Marya. . . please.
Kirin awkwardly walked next to the king, eyes flicking through the trees.
Nimue followed the group, silently swinging from tree to tree. She paused when they reached the square, fear and uncertainty coursing through her.
Cal. He was there. Marya's breath hitched, but she didn't move from her salute, trained in keeping a straight face.
SHE made eye contact with Marya and mouthed, on your signal.
Cal continued to shout insults at the king, hoping that it might do something. This was it. He was going to die and he would never see Marya again.
(I forgot what the plan was)
help
//we did not plan
JUst make a signal and I’ll blow stuff up
(sounds great)
Marya locked eyes with Cal and then fired her - no the soldier's - gun into the air, signalling Nimue, Abasi, Marcus, Shadow, Chesire's son (I forgot his name sorry GAH), and Tink.
ON cue, Nimue shot an arrow onto a building. Tied to it were bombs, which made it heavier, /o she nearly missed her target. Marcus followed, throwing flaming torches onto buildings. Instant pandemonium.
Cal tried to push away from the guards, realizing what was happening, but the king motioned for them to take him away. He tried to loosen their grip on him, but there were at least twenty different guards, all trying to drag him away.
Abasi walked in, disguised as a walking cornflower and swinging his sword into the guards.
She threw out her hands, shrouding the guards around Cal with darkness and hoping it was enough. A bead of sweat trickled down her neck. She hadn’t done this in a long time.
(sounds great)
Marya locked eyes with Cal and then fired her - no the soldier's - gun into the air, signalling Nimue, Abasi, Marcus, Shadow, Chesire's son (I forgot his name sorry GAH), and Tink.
(London.)