All right, I'm finally gonna post it. Critiques are very very welcome!
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Despian cautiously knocked on the large iron door of the Blacklion's lair. Without an answer he slowly opened the door. The room was much darker than any of the hall ways in the castle, only a few candles scattered on the desk glowed in the shadows.
And in these shadows sat the Blacklion, king of Singnero. His silvery blue eyes seemed to bore into Despian, unnerving him as he slowly closed the door.
"What do you want?" He rumbled angrily. He folded his hands across his chest and leaned back into his chair.
"General Millennium just left for Linkeep." Despian explained.
"You didn't tell him anything...unnecessary, did you?" The Blacklion asked, leaning forward a bit. "The results would be most unfortunate."
Despian knew to well the results, growing up inside the walls of the Blacklion's castle.
"Of course not." He said, turning back towards the door,
“This plan must not fail, Despian. I will brake the habit this world has fallen into.”
Despian said nothing as he slipped through the door way. As the door shut he leaned back on it and sighed.
This plan was not to his liking, and if General Millennium knew more it would never have gotten this far.
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yeah, its short, chapters get longer though.




