08-13-2009, 04:05 PM
"I guess so..." She looked at the sword in grat despair. "But... but... I can't be king. I'm a girl! And besides this I don't want to be king... I think beards don't suit me at all. " She was rather argueing with her self than talking to Coy. Starring at the sword she added: "But it choose me." Slowly she bended down to pick the sword up. "So this is my fate..." She took one last glance at the sword and then turned back to coy "What am I supposed to do now?", she asks him obviously lost
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