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Gaven (Gay-vin)

Chapter One

The room was dark, leaving its two occupants in shadow. One sat in a large chair against the center of the back wall, raised upon a dais.

The other was kneeling at the foot of the dais, his eyes only seeing the floor.

"Rise." A dark voice coursing with power commanded him, and he obeyed.

Now standing, it was dark enough that he couldn't make out the shape of the man in the chair, only the shape of the chair itself.

"Are your troops ready and in place?" the dark voice asked, as though someone would pay if they weren't.

"Y-yes mi'Lord." The other man stuttered, wanting desperately to go back to his regiment, where he was the one in power.

"Very good." The dark voice came again. "You must understand, Gaven. This operation is entirely under your command. I'm trusting you with this. Hear my words.
Do not fail."

Gaven stuttered again, suddenly being hit with the impact that he, Lieutenant Gaven Satuir was responsible for the upcoming operation.

Dismissed, he walked briskly out of the room, trying to ignore the feeling of eyes on his back. Adjusting his hat, a hesitant grin came onto his face. He'd get it right- he hoped.