She frowned.
Curse of the Half Moon
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She led him to their chambers.
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Many of his fellow Knights they passed wooted and patted him on the back, congratulating him.
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A few of them catcalled Agnes. She frowned.
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"Nothing, darling.."
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"They were catcalling me. It's totally inappropriate, I'm a married woman."
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She nodded.
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She smiled back, closing the door to their sleeping quarters
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She watched him.
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She lit a candle, smiling at him.
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"Go to sleep, my love." She murmured.
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She kissed his forehead gently, and as soon as he was asleep, she blew out the candle and left the room.
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She pulled on her cloak and mounted a horse, taking off into the night.
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Agnes met with a prince from another kingdom. She bowed, smirking. "Your Highness."
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Ahahaha, you caught on c:
Agnes smiled up at him. She tied the horse's harness to a tree before going with him.
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She frowned. "I feel bad for doing this to him, but..." She sighed. "It's a good thing he didn't want anything, seeing as we were married today. Until death do us part..." She looked at him thoughtfully, smirking slightly.
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"No, I hadn't noticed you." She smiled. "Why were you trying to hide it?"
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"Well, you know I love you, but do you love me?" She asked, suddenly serious.
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"But if my father found out.. Our kingdoms are horrible enemies.." She murmured sadly.
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"Maybe, if I faked my death.." She said. She waved her hand, and a figure of herself appeared. Another wave, and the figure was covered in blood and arrows, throat slit, stabbed numerous times. She sent the figure near her father's palace. "That takes care of that. Then Harrison will think death really did do us part."