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The D for Dredworth was sort of looking like a P and unhappy with her handiwork, Cora scratched more vigorously at the surface of the desk. There was no denying that when she wanted to put her mind to something, she wanted to do it properly because she was so engrossed with the task she didn't even notice when Noble started doing the rounds.
That was until he slammed his hand down on the very desk she was still vandalising making art on.
A little bit of wee nearly came out and her knife clattered to the dungeon floor. Not because she was intimidated by Noble and his stern mug but because he'd given her a fright and did noone ever tell him it was bad manners to jump up on people like that!?
"Yes sir. Crystal," she rolled her eyes in response. Was there a potion equivalent of a chill pill? He needed it. She scrambled the desk, brb she had a knife to find.
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