Lynn smiled at the affirmation. [b]"Of course not! I don't Maggie will care, right?"[/b] She asked, turning back to face her friend. Maggie closed her eyes and sighed, a sign that she'd given in. Lynn smiled once again and turned back to look at Mel .[b]"See. Come on, let's go! I don't have all day, so we kind of need to make this fast..."[/b] She told them as she walked over to the exit. [b]"Gregory. We'll be back soon."[/b] She told the attendant and then was out the door, headed for the market place. There seemed to be a bit of tension in the air as several men stomped around the area. Looking for someone? She tilted her head to the side but shrugged and kept walking. She needed to do her job. 

As she walked, she could feel the other two behind her. The streets were dirty and dusty, a foul place. She chuckled. Normally she'd be wishing she could live in the palace but something about that life turned her off. She didn't think she could ever get used to a royal life, not that she'd ever have to. Still... She looked up at what parts of the castle they could see. she at least wished Maggie could have the chance to live that life. Her eyes lowered to the mud encrusted ground. She wished everything didn't have to be like this either. Why couldn't they all just be friends? Wasn't it really too naive of her to think that something like that could happen?

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Liam looked up at the prince with wide eyes. Join him? He could feel a smile crawl onto his lips. [b]"I'd love to, Prince."[/b] He said, walking over towards the Practice room. He'd been here a lot, actually. Sneaking away any time he could and get some practice in. He wasn't bad either, though he could use some direct instruction and he'd be even better but... that was never going to happen. No, he was probably at his limit. He was the only one that could make himself better after all. 

He chuckled as he thought to himself. [i]In any case, I'd be a great at torturing someone. Destroy them and then heal them back up.[/i] His eyes grew wide. Wait... Do they... Do angel's actually do that? His brows furrowed. He was deep in thought, almost forgetting who he was with. He shook his head and walked over to entrance of the Practice room. The castle was bright with natural light, everything had a faint orange hue to it. He walked over to a table that held several armors and swords. He turned to face Prince Troy. [b]"Would you like me to help you put on armor?"[/b] He asked, wanting to be polite.