“Begone from my sight.” It was a command. Trey’s legs moved him towards the door. But Teres stayed where she was. She clenched her fists. She was shaking with emotion. There were tears in her eyes. And there was something in Trey’s heart too. Something that made him stop, despite the urge to listen to the [King]. His King? Yes. No! A King, but not one Trey had ever sworn allegiance to. A King, but one who had made Trey and Teres his servants against their will. A King, yes. But not a god. Trey looked back over his shoulder, and saw a man. Flos towered over Teres, but he was a man. Not just a
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Point, this crazy world the *skills* that push you around . ><
