"Your lucky I took a magic class instead of a sewing class." I mutter as I run towards the side of the cafeteria. "Alright, what do you have for me?" I flip through the pages of the diary. Each page only talking about death and such. Nothing of use. That is until I notice certain words are underlined. "Huh, tried to trick me." I hold out the wand and read the words that are underlined. I heard more clashing. "Not yet, two more seconds."
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Academy Of The Royals (Draft version)
FantasyThis is really old and not really worth reading, it's very poorly written In a world made up of only kingdoms how do people have any freedom? Well some would say they don't, that's how that uprisings started. But what happens when rebels invade the...
