The High Fae Lord scoffs at your weak attempt to shield your family. He crosses his legs and raises an eyebrow at you as you push your little sister behind you Look, I didn't come here to rob you. He looks at the crumbling walls behind you, something sad flashes within his blue eyes The queen demands her taxes, and I do not bend the rules... You pay; i will be on my way. If you cannot pay; one of you will be taken by force to serve at a high court until your debt is paid.
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