Just Like Him
Upon the creak of two huge double doors. A satisfying scent from mixed books, parchment, and ink, greeted her nose. It was relaxing. A perfect place to meditate. However, in this case. . . A perfect place to converse regarding the plea for help from Ellysia's one and only princess. "Take a seat, Clementine." Offered King Lawrence. He gestured a gloved hand towards an empty dusty blue chair situated in front of his cluttered table. With her gaze travelling, Clementine abided and took the empty chair (cringing as she thought of sitting on something dusty). Her attention finally halted at the sight of the king's utterly cluttered mess of a desk. Various parchments, crumbled or smoothened; quills in disarray and missing their tips; books opened to a certain page whilst others were st
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