06-25-2018, 07:59 PM
[align=center][div style="text-align: justify; width: 45%; font-family: arial; font-size: 11pt; letter-spacing: -1px;"]A meeting. How delightful. A large crowd of people gathered in one area, the most easiest and possible victim for an attack. Abella had made her way over, a frown on her lips as she heard Frederick speak. Blackfall had attacked and she hadn't been there to feel the satisfaction of attacking the ones who had taken everything from her? Disappointing. And it seemed that they had lost their only other High Position, someone she couldn't recall meeting. The woman would clear her throat and she spoke. "Pardon me for the interruption, your Highness. I am interested in taking a shot for this position you have mentioned. I was in the war with Blackfall, they took everything from me. I would like nothing more then to see them collapse from fighting us."