Ren
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Without respect,there is no honor.
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Mayson decided a drink was in order. She strode into the bar and sat down. She ordered a bourbon and sat back to sip it slowly.
The Trourney was the usual parade of the Noble vs the not so noble. Mayson chuckled as she thought of some of the matches.
She sat reading the bets and smiled she was winning again. She just loved it when her bets came rolling in the win zone.
Sippin her drink and watching the room. Mayson nodded politely to persons who looked her way.
Mayson found all the talk about honor and houses interesting considering her house had deep Noble roots back home. She raised her glass and whispered. "God bless the clan Davis and Drake." She looked at her ring on her finger, it was a crest dating back centuries and had Royality in it.
Mayson smiled and sipped the drink. She may be far from home. But she knew that home ran through her veins just like the bourbon ran down her throat.
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Just a Bourbon Please. (Read 750 times)
