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Twenty seven
I walked into Gwenn room to see her pouring her annoyance on her possessions by throwing them around. “What is going on here?” I asked her.
Gwenn twirled in surprise but when she saw that it was me, a frown was on her face. “None of your business.”
I took a deep breathe to calm myself because I wanted to try and make peace with this woman even if it is just for Orel sake. “I might not be able to fight you again and win or to bet you into a pulp but I am the warlord wife and you are a warrior, I can order to have you beaten for disrespect, please lets respect our boundaries.”
Gwenn froze at my words before she calmed down. “What I do to my possessions is none of your business.”
“True, it isn’t. What is my business is you being remorseful for goading me with your words.” I said.
“Are you remorseful for goading me with your words?” Gwenn asked in return as my hands clenched
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