Fretting, Erveana stomps out of the great hall. Her acts had put the vital discussion into a stonewall. Sighing, the knight king announced something which sounds more to a whisper, "Dismissed."
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Tweeds surround the non-compliance community which stay in the middle of the earth massive pellucid loch. But the local of Andervea appoint them merely as The Rebellion, which is really notorious by the whole Natherland kingdom and the witchcraft world. This community, each innates by special gift which is sharpened day by day, every dawn, trained in every weather, has grown lush, lock and load.
On the other hand, this community appoints the king of Andervea today as the despot highness and does not show any despondent to fight him. As for this, the king had desisted, stymied every merchants on his realm from selling and buying goods from this community. But their habitat is not so indegent, and sometimes they feel like they indigenous to the middle island of this loch. They are felicity already without luxurious life like the Andervea people. Nevermore vying for the king's attention to provide them posh life.
After sometimes, they even vow themselves as The Rebellion.
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