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Brave/Tangled and Frozen The Sinister Plot, Part 5Brutus was assembling a meeting and secretly invited Kristoff along in order to explain his plan. Being a good friend of Elthibar and Marcus the elder, he wanted to do all in his power to restore Elthibar and his legacy to the estate in Corona. Brutus had assembled the Praetorian unit in order to discuss an important matter.Brave/Tangled and Frozen The Sinister Plot, Part 5 by LordElthibar
"Men," Brutus announced. "It is only a matter of time before Kristoff arrives and many of us when we leave with him will not be able to come back. This mission will have us at the risk of being labeled as heretics, traitors, and brigands but history will speak of us as heroes, saints, and patriots. Our actions will be misinterpreted as treason but we can stop a war before it happens. However we may not be able to set foot on Coronian soil again. If you are willing to accept this mission, say 'Aye!'"
"Aye!" the entire unit shouted in return.
"Now, the estate has suffered all because of Rapunzel's carelessness and the ignorance and stupidity of Marcus the Younger," B
A Tale of Flynnigan Rider Chapter 1A Tale of FlynniganRiderA Tale of Flynnigan Rider Chapter 1 by Whytegriffin
The night had gotten dark and that meant that it was very late because it was the deep of summer. Kay thought that she heard a noise in the dark - a quiet grunt - and she held her breath, listening to be certain. She heard it again.
"Eugene?" The noises stopped and the dark silence surrounded her. "Eugene, is that you?" The groan turned into a sigh.
"Kay, what are you doing up?"
"I was waiting for you."
"I told you I'd be fine."
"You're fine, are you? Does the master know that you're crawling back into the house?"
"He just said that he wasn't about to carry me in. I think I'm fine."
"What did he do to you?"
"Oh." He groaned, "you know - the usual."
"No, usually you walk in." She said in her big sister voice. "Eugene, why did you do it?"
A Tale of Flynnigan Rider Chapter 2 A Tale of Flynnigan RiderA Tale of Flynnigan Rider Chapter 2 by Whytegriffin
Eugene trembled, trying to keep from shaking in the cold dark. Even shivering hurt too much for him to bear, but he couldn't stop it from happening. It had to be getting close to morning soon. All of this because Antoine, the master, had not gotten rid of him that day.
Maybe Kay was right. Maybe he should have gone. But no. Bobby was so young, and his parents had been gone for much less than a year. Master Antoine had had little time to abuse him as he had Eugene, and Eugene knew that they all deserved better.
His left side hurt and his foot was falling asleep, but he didn't want to move his arm again. He was lying on his dislocated shoulder just as Antoine had tossed him into the root cellar and it just took too much effort for him to move. He was so tired of hurting that he just wanted to die.
A shudder passed through him and he cried out when it moved his back. He could barely make the outline of the food in the c
A Tale of Flynnigan Rider 3 A Tale of Flynnigan RiderA Tale of Flynnigan Rider 3 by Whytegriffin
It had been a bad idea. He should not have eaten anything. He didn't have any idea what hurt so much or why, but he had lurched inward, curling himself into a ball again. Maybe he was feeling ill from having finally eaten something, but he had gone for just as long without food before.
Was he ill suddenly in addition to his injuries? That just wouldn't be fair, but he recognized with loathing how much his mouth was watering, how clammy his skin suddenly felt, the feeling of his stomach being forced up his throat - he was going to throw up and he had practically no way to move. Eugene was tempted to contaminate the Master's personal supplies, but he wouldn't in hope that someone more deserving might benefit from them.
He was definitely about to throw up. Eugene pushed himself up despite how his back screamed at him for it and stumbled, half walking and half dragging himself to the far corner. The cellar was dirt, anything rancid could easi