#c;nancy

Goran wasn’t always attracted to castles. Sometimes houses can pique his interest. Even though he felt the dark building resembles a castle. He perched himself on the sill. Goran sniffed briefly. Something wasn’t right. He retracted his wings and began to walk towards the window sill. He was a figure in the shadows. Slowly but steadily he approached the window, his eyes were glowing white from the adrenaline. He looked through the window, his voice was stoic. 

“It’s not safe here.” 

Goran was surprised to see her again. Nancy to him seemed......interesting. He still didn’t understand her fully, at least thats what he believed. But he still wanted to talk to her. That thing-the one he sensed might still be following her. 

“Human.” He said, forgetting her name. “Is the dark force still following you?” 

It was another night at the tavern. When Eric wasn’t taking care of his kid, planning war strategies, or doting after Ariel. He could often be found in the tavern. It was there he met his fellow comic in crime, Nancy. Admittedly he didn’t know too much about her but he hoped that would change tonight. Besides whats the fun of not knowing your fellow comic partner in crime. Eric grabbed the microphone and tapped it. 

“Testing one two three-testing one two three-” Eric said. He looked at Nancy. “Can you hear me clearly, Nancy?” 

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