EDITED.
"They will rue the day they crossed me; their empire will fall, and I will rise from its ashes." ~Araneae Ruber.
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ULRIC FROWNED as he stared down at his friend, who seemed to find his request funny. But Ulric wasn't sharing in the amusement of it.
"Rui, I am being serious here." He hissed through gritted teeth, eyeing him.
Rui wiped the tears that fell from his eyes while he was laughing. "You are the one asking for a favor. Don't get snappy with me."
Ulric rolled his eyes at him. "I am asking you. It is for the lady. Or would you like me to tell his grace that I had a problem that needed your help, but you refused."
Rui rolled his eyes and stood up from the chair, "Sa halrae sae kaiok!! {You owe me!!}" He snarled at him, slamming his hand hard on his chest.
Leaving him to get his gears, Ulric sat on the deserted seat Rui left. Suddenly, he felt an arm over his shoulders. Looking up, his eyes blinked at them.
The usual duo.
Vernon and Merewin.
