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Odessa

"If i had enough arrows to shoot you with i would absolutely do so"

At the exact moment i am changing fits.

I untied my loose shirt tossing it unto the floor beside me, as well as taking my leather pants off.

I brought my white, almost see through night gown with me because i thought i would be sleeping alone.

In a room.

By myself.

I brought the night gown over my head tugging my arms through the arm holes, thin strings holding everything in place.

I sit down unto the bed leaning up against a dirt semi clean wall tugging the very light weight brown comforters over my cold body.

I've never realized how cold it becomes outside of Flor.

Shivers are just impacted all along my body leading up my spine.

All Galen does is take his boots and shirt off and climbs in bed besides me, the bed dipping down.

"It's cold" i murmur more to myself then to him, but Galen being kind ignores me which i wished he didn't.

I huff smacking his shoulder slightly, he very much gets unto my nerves.

"What do you expect me to do? Keep you warm"

Oh he doesn't have to be so rude!

"Oh trust me Lord Galen, these very plain light weight blankets will do just fine thank you !" i turn to my side, my face now facing the wall, my back towards him.

Two seconds in a dirty smell draws into my nostrils 

And that's when i realize, it's coming from the wall 

I turn facing Galen to see both his arms crossed behind his neck as he sleeps peacefully, a smile placed slightly unto his lips.

I could kill him.

A bright idea goes through
my mind as im about to follow through an annoying yet deep voice speaks, "Stop moving you ugly horse!" Galen squirms as he faces towards me, eyes still closed.

My mouth opens wide a gasp leaving my lips, i sit up straight turning slightly toward him just enough for a loud smack to hit his face.

"Ow! What the bloody hell" He jerks up rubbing the left side of his now stung cheek.

Now if he was awake and paying attention he might've dodged it, but right now he didn't.

"I am no ugly horse you.. you scandal!"

"Nice tits your majesty" he smirked eyeing my breast, completely forgetting the past insult.

oh shame on this dress for doing me dirty.

"Shut up"

"I can't sleep" he finally spoke, "me neither" i grumble pulling the blankets over my chest.

"Hey i was looking at those!" he says offendedly, a sigh leaving him.

"Yes well their cold and not yours to see" i say confidently only to be confused by the chuckle he gives away.

"They were hard, and staring at me first your majesty"

"Yes because they were cold! You arrogant arsehole! I could never marry you! Ugh." The words just flee my mouth, regretting every last drop.

Besides calling him an arrogant arsehole.

Of course i didn't mind he was looking, and of course i wouldn't mind marrying him too much.

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