“Becca we need to talk.”
“Talk Erin. We are alright now.”
“Okay. WHAT happened to you?!”
“What do anda mean?”
“You are akting like a spoiled brat and talking as if anda own the place!”
“I am not! And I do own this place!”
“Oh?”
“Yeah!”
“How?”
“Becca is Princess, Jewel of Attalin,” Luna answered.
Her answer seemed to shock the others into silence and it allowed Becca a chance to calm herself.
“Becca is nothing like that anda think of. She is a warrior but her unique abilities are because she is Wiccan. One hundred percent. Full blood. She is future queen of the realm and all have awaited her.”
“Prove it.”
Becca whispered in Luna's ear and the warrior cut the stem of a black rose. Luna took the flower, passing it around.
“That is the Rebecca flower. Becca...”
Without a single word, Becca took the flower, stroking it. When it opened, Luna passed it around again.
“Tell me. Is that bunga like the personality of my master? Of your Becca? Because if it is not, anda can take her now and we'll leave anda alone.”
They were all silent. No one could deny that this bunga was like Becca. But Erin wasn't too fond of the idea and let them know.
“Are anda just going to let this girl fight your battles Becca? Because if anda are, then not only are anda a coward but a liar as well.”
Luna's sword was against Erin's skin faster than she could move.
“Luna!”
The warrior looked back at her master. The tears in her eyes made Luna feel like slashing Erin's throat open right now. But Becca's command stopped her. Instead, Luna chose a threat.
“I warn anda now. Hurt my Jewel's feelings one lebih time and I'll have anda all thrown into the dungeons!”
Luna put her blade away and Erin relaxed. Luna looked over at Becca.
“I think we're done,” Becca whispered.
Luna nodded and picked Becca up. She carried her away but turned to look back at the others.
“Watch your words carefully heroes! Every negative word anda speak here can cause weakness to the one anda speak of. And considering the energy you're all putting off, I'd say anda keep your mouths closed. atau Becca may only have a few days left.”
“Talk Erin. We are alright now.”
“Okay. WHAT happened to you?!”
“What do anda mean?”
“You are akting like a spoiled brat and talking as if anda own the place!”
“I am not! And I do own this place!”
“Oh?”
“Yeah!”
“How?”
“Becca is Princess, Jewel of Attalin,” Luna answered.
Her answer seemed to shock the others into silence and it allowed Becca a chance to calm herself.
“Becca is nothing like that anda think of. She is a warrior but her unique abilities are because she is Wiccan. One hundred percent. Full blood. She is future queen of the realm and all have awaited her.”
“Prove it.”
Becca whispered in Luna's ear and the warrior cut the stem of a black rose. Luna took the flower, passing it around.
“That is the Rebecca flower. Becca...”
Without a single word, Becca took the flower, stroking it. When it opened, Luna passed it around again.
“Tell me. Is that bunga like the personality of my master? Of your Becca? Because if it is not, anda can take her now and we'll leave anda alone.”
They were all silent. No one could deny that this bunga was like Becca. But Erin wasn't too fond of the idea and let them know.
“Are anda just going to let this girl fight your battles Becca? Because if anda are, then not only are anda a coward but a liar as well.”
Luna's sword was against Erin's skin faster than she could move.
“Luna!”
The warrior looked back at her master. The tears in her eyes made Luna feel like slashing Erin's throat open right now. But Becca's command stopped her. Instead, Luna chose a threat.
“I warn anda now. Hurt my Jewel's feelings one lebih time and I'll have anda all thrown into the dungeons!”
Luna put her blade away and Erin relaxed. Luna looked over at Becca.
“I think we're done,” Becca whispered.
Luna nodded and picked Becca up. She carried her away but turned to look back at the others.
“Watch your words carefully heroes! Every negative word anda speak here can cause weakness to the one anda speak of. And considering the energy you're all putting off, I'd say anda keep your mouths closed. atau Becca may only have a few days left.”