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The code and conduct of this community must be upheld. If you fail to meet these guidelines then you are to be forever a Rega . As a Rega you will work for half the rate as a non Rega. You will be required to get a tattoo R on your forehead to show the shame you are. Rega are required to attend public humiliation sessions. Rega are forbid to consume more then 2,000 per day and are required to track there food intake. Anyone who is caught as having violated the code and conduct of this land who hasn't reported there violation to the royal post in your area will be jailed for life.665Please respect copyright.PENANAK2tPzW5AUD
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Queen Narella read the law over and over weeping. She had helped her husband, King Dunkan, write the law. Agreeing with it fully and encouraging him to declare it law of the land. Now that her only child has broken the code she is in complete devastation.665Please respect copyright.PENANAggSPqwUBvR
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He had come to her that morning. In tears he explained what he had done. “I am in love.” He had said. The Queen shivered as she remembered her response. “Jasbear that's wonderful. Who is the lucky girl.”Jasbear's eyes had overflowed. “what is it my dear?” She had asked. “Promise me you won't tell father.” Jasbear had insisted. And she had given her word. She remembered the nausea rocketing throughout her body when she heard her son say that the one he loves is a man. He had refused to give the name of his so called 'one and only'. This fact made her angry and proud. The pride she had in Jasbear's refusal made her sick and even more angry.665Please respect copyright.PENANA8eGATAkaCX
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“Ma'am?” a voice said. The Queen looked up to see a young servant at the door. “Are you alright Ma'am?665Please respect copyright.PENANAu2WJLYZAqV
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“Yes, I'm fine. Thank you.” Narella responded quickly. The servant bowed and left closing the doors behind her.665Please respect copyright.PENANAUaCexKzjBa
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Narella collected herself and went out into the garden. She always felt at home here. The smell of the flowers and the beauty of it all filled her heart with joy. But today was different. Nothing seemed beautiful. Even with the roses in full bloom. She sat on her favorite bench and looked around her. The paths were neat and well kept. The pond to her left was clean and bubbled with fish. Yet the sick feeling would not go. It plagued her. She knew what she had to do legally. She was required to report Jasbear. Yet she sat weighting her options. Finally she decided that she would not tell a soul. She would try and get her son to turn him self in. It is more noble to own up to such a sickening thing.665Please respect copyright.PENANA4WRcul395e
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Looking up at the sun Narella knew that lunch would be served soon. She headed up the path towards the dining hall. This can wait until after lunch. Narella thought. Anyway I will think better on a full tummy.665Please respect copyright.PENANAxeR5x06HNR
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As she walks up the stairs she can here lunch being served. She is late. But whats worse is she can here both Dunkan and Jasbear. She stops unsure of what to do. Can I stay clam? She questions her self. I have to. It would be odd not to show for lunch. Although I could always say I lost track of time in the garden. I have done that so often they won't question it. Well Jasbear might. She takes a deep breath and opens the door.665Please respect copyright.PENANAOozlJwh9nz
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At the sight of her son Narella blushes and looks away. "Oh there you are my dear." king Dunkan smiles looking up. "You simply must try this soup. It is delicious."665Please respect copyright.PENANA2KpbKKUaXw
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"It smells wonderful" Narella agrees. "I'm going to use the powder room and I will be right back." With that Narella hurried off to the Powder room. Locking the door behind her she leans agents the wall. Admiring the new tile she tried to breath. She thought about how much she loved her little Jasbear. I can't hurt him. Not to mention the destruction of the country if this gets out.665Please respect copyright.PENANAnQoZZ7al1D
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Taking a deep breath Narella walks to the sink. Splashing water on her face she looks in the mirror. Her beauty was stunning but she had lost her youthful glow. No more children. Thats what the doctor said this morning. Narella dried her face and hands, straitened her dress and perfected her hair. With one last deep breath she unlocks the door and heads to lunch.665Please respect copyright.PENANAxxt2DOkjps
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“There you are honey.” Dunkan smiled. “waiter? Bring a boll of the chief's latest creation for my lovely wife.”665Please respect copyright.PENANAW3K9Xtub2n
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“Yes. Right away sir.” the waiter responded.665Please respect copyright.PENANAieAz8UttS4
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“Sit down my dear, my dear.” Dunkan called to Narella who was still standing agents the wall. Moving slowly Narella made her way to the table and took her seat between Dunkan and Jasbear. “Narella? Honey are you alright?” King Dunkan asked. “You look a bit green.”665Please respect copyright.PENANAJOoI2eRkNx
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“I'm alright Dunkan. Just eat.” Narella squeaked.665Please respect copyright.PENANAUuRdkflInA
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The waiter returned with a huge bowl of steaming hot soup. Placing it in front of Narella he asked “can I get anyone anything else?”665Please respect copyright.PENANAMq1DuYQGnC
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“Some hot bread sticks please” Narella voiced. She smiled to herself. This soup may be just what I need.
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