Word Count → 181 :: Shaw ain't happy booiii
Children! Shawchert growled in his head as the girl protested. He didn’t like this idea that she’d met someone, no less a man, and if he thought he was going to take Shaw’s little girl from him, well this Zalen guy had another thing coming. Shawchert let her run herself out of words, but as she finished she ran off out back to Thornbury where Skye awaited. He grumbled to himself as he made his way down the terrace slowly. He was sure to follow her, and explain his reasoning for his sentence. He just hated involving those that didn’t need to be involved. Shawchert wasn’t one to try and get others into his problems and now he had inadvertently did so by his daughter; who seemed rather inclined not to do what she was told. Just like her mother, in so many ways. He would have wondered if she wasn’t her incarnate if Orin weren’t alive now. He moved through the trees deep in thought and feared he was about to loose one of his baby girls for good.
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