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"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 from the chair, "Sa halrae sae kaiok!! {You owe me!!}" He snarled at him, slamming his hand hard on his chest.
