A Time of Tigers - From Peasant to Emperor
Why are the nobles good looking too, isn’t that unfair!? ("Yer just ugly..." "What did you say!?") - An annoyed peasant *** Y'know, I'm beginning to think these Yarmdon raiders and murders are real jerks! - dead villager *** If being special means monsters like being around me, then I don’t want to be special!! - a terrified youth
The Cruelty of The Gods - Part 6
He didn't look very convincing as a small trail of blood broke free from the wound on his leg and made it down his shin. Both women now bore the unmistakable visages of anger.
"WHAT ARE YOU DOING, IDIOT!? ARE YOU GOING TO UNDO ALL OUR HARD WORK?" Nila shouted, attempting to shove him back in the chair.
"Nila – be gentle," her mother cautioned, but from the stern look on her face, she was equally of the same opinion.
Beam grabbed Nila's hand as she pushed, holding her tightly, knowing that he'd struggle to maintain his balance. His expression, for the first time in hours, returned to one of the utmost seriousness. "I'm sorry… After you put so much time into fixing me up – but I need to go. I have to see Greeves and I have to get back to the forest before sundown."
"You're not going to stay..?" Nila's mother asked, tilting her head. "But you can't walk anywhere like that, can you? You'll tear your stitches out."