Part 38 "Arrival"

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Gareth: "Okay, blow"

Mordred: "Ppppffftt"

Covering Mordred's nose with a handkerchief, Gareth wiped the tears and snot off her sister's face.

Gareth: *Sigh* "Your eyes are all puffy now"

After almost an hour of Crying her eyes out, Mordred felt a huge weight had been lifted off her chest.

Mordred: "Thanks... i really needed that. And sorry about your shirt"

Gareth: "It's okay. At least you only stained a bit of it. It'll wash off...... But more importantly do You feel better now?"

Mordred: "Very...... " The woman sighed.

Gareth: "That's good to hear." She smiled in relief after hearing those words from her sister.

Mordred: "It's about time we go back...."

Gareth: "What?! Just like that? You've become so boring and serious lately. You have to loosen up sometime."

Mordred: "But Gawain will--"

Gareth: "Don't worry about it. Let's have a look around the city for a while."

Mordred: "But--"

Gareth: "I'll talk to Gawain when we get home. You don't have to worry"

Mordred: "Fine"
She sighed before smiling at her sister.

Gareth: "Great!"
She smiled widely, ruffling Mordred's hair before grabbing her hand and leading her away.

Mordred: "Wait....." She said to her sister.

She approached the gravestone one last time, Placing her hand on top of it.

Mordred: "Thank you, Vorgen....." Thanked the Woman to the man she owed her life to, before leaving the grave with her sister.

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Vorgen: "Ha.... Ha..... HACHOOOO!!Ugh.... Fuck....Damn i got snot in my helmet"

His sudden sneeze almost made the the people in the room jumped. The Black prior was currently sitting on a chair with two men in a room. One man was standing beside him with his arm Crossed, and the other sat across the table in front of Vorgen.

"Jesus.... "

Vorgen: "Sorry about that"

"You want some water?"
Said the man as he Placed a cup of water in front of The Black Prior.

Vorgen: "It's alright. I'm good"

He kindly declined, not wanting to go through the hassle of taking his helmet off, though he was actually just doesn't want to show his face.

"Alright then......let me get this straight..... so you're telling me a Black Prior come to this city only to visit?"

Vorgen: "Yes! This is my hometown and I'm here for vacation"

"...... You have to come up with something more convincing"

Vorgen: "What?! Oh you gotta be kidding me.... Tell me, Sir..... Are you racist?"

"What's a racist?"

Vorgen: "..... Nevermind"

"Hey if you have any complaints take it up to the king. It's a new policy and rule that must be abided by those who want to enter the city"

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