Zangyl
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Faylen flustered; her cheeks red and her eyes shimmering blue as she spoke; "I... I can speak any and all languages..." She then realized she didn't properly adress the king and looked distressed as she continued; "My apologies; your majesty. I can speak all languages. I can heal minor and major wounds using my magic-." She tapped with her tender indexfinger on her chin and chuckled as she continued, speaking softly; "And... And i know about farming, production of food and... disease control..." She said, waited for a moment and quickly added; "-your majesty..." She bowed her head and when she looked up again she had a humble expression on her face.
'Please... don't kill me...' she thought; her mind internally conflicted about all this. 'Don't... don't eat me...'
'Please... don't kill me...' she thought; her mind internally conflicted about all this. 'Don't... don't eat me...'