Dude. The Pensevies aint got nothing on you. Aslan is the God
Laura glanced at the other servants coldly in the eye before turning back to her own servant and walking past him out of the kitchen and into the large field at the back of the villa to her stables, throwing the door open she strided over to her horse and began to tack her up, the servants had made her angry and the only way to remove that rage? To go riding. For hours |