[h3] [color=ed1c24]Elizabeth Parks[/color] [/h3]

  [color=9e0b0f]"And how do you plan on getting past the royal guard?" Elizabeth piped in suddenly, her smile now holding a cold disapproval. "Will you blurt out your intentions to kill Her as you enter Her halls?" She asked sarcastically. "If you don't reveal vampirism in this endeavour then I will personally kneel before you, whelp." She finished, suddenly slapping Igraine across the face with her pipe, sending hot tobacco burning across her cheek. 
  [b]"Just because Amaury fucked a little girl to make you doesn't make you special." [/b]She whispered in her ear, moving past her to the other one.
  "Now, Lawrence," she started, not caring if she got the name wrong. "You shall head to the streets and scout for information on what the other houses are doing." She commanded plainly.
  "Whelp, come with me." She told Igraine as she descended into the tunnels below the tavern.

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