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CHAPTER SIXTEEN
The liveliness of the streets and the market died down by nightfall. The merchants on the streets finally resting after a long day of trading. The local merchant's stands piled and rested on the side of the streets. Only the banner of red and gold in the kingdom remained on the streets. Dancing by the wind, rustling softly. The busy street embraced silence as the moon graces it with its soft glow.
The moon illuminates brightly in the night sky. Not a single star accompanying the moon, making it seem lonely in the vast dark sky as it illuminates the lands below the skies. Morrigan remained silent as she gazes out of the horizon, letting the silence of the night sink into her. A few of those loose strands of raven hair dances with the cold wind. Watching the lone beauty of the moon which she thought was sympathizing with her. She pulled out the locket from where it hides and stared at it. Letting the luminesce of the moon touch its delicate embellishments of opa
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Frey hummed as she combed and wash Morrigan's hair, her sweet voice singing in a beautiful chorale along with the birds at the outskirts. Morrigan sat there silently listening to Frey's lovely voice as her fingers caresses the engravements of the ring on her thumb. "Your hair is so silky, just a few washes and combing my hand just slides down along it," Frey said, enthusiasm evident in her sweet voice as she started to pat Morrigan's hair dry. Her hand slides down Morrigan's hair."How was your wrist? I'm really sorry for what happened last night," Morrigan said, guilt evident in her small voice. She fidgets on the ring that is on her thumb. She bit the insides of her cheeks as she look at her reflection on the water. Frey acted as if what happened last night is nothing. She continues to hum and tend to Morrigan's hair. Parting it in two equal sections, and from it, she parted per section into three. Morrigan's gaze flew on Frey's wrist which was bandaged and hi
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