Reynard gritts his teeth softly as his father calls out to the carriged full of princesses. He never needed a princess(or even wanted one) but knew it would be nice to have company. The soliders guarding the large wooded door pulled it open, and princesses flooded in. Raynard sat down, looking at all of them but still unimpressed. "Oh no, not again. Why? It is a good day to die!" He mutters, laying low from sight. He is angered from his father, but his voice is still soft.
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