LEVIATHAN'S RUDELESSNESS
PORSHA'S POV I walked into the courtroom with Anne. By the time we enter the room was already filled to the brim. On the throne sat Leviathan, he wore red pants and a matching jacket. On his head rested his golden crown filled with glory and majesty. His face laced with anger. I greeted him, with a bow and he reluctantly did same with a raised hand to the nose, bet he was still mad about yesterday's incident. I strided behind the transparent curtains, and casually tool a seat. According to the rules of Ember nest, women were not allowed to seat among men, atleast not without her husband's permission. That's one of the many reasons why I hate this kingdom so much. A couple of seconds later, A middle aged man walked in, he had a gallon resting on his right breast, indicating
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