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"Thank you." she said, in her usual low voice, "You know, pride would have killed me just now for hearing me say that to one of the brothers." she thought to herself as she watched the servants around her relax as Gray walked out. Amanda grabbed the counter, "First, can i get some pain medication?" she said, the servants just looked at each other, "What?" they asked, she sighed and slowly moved her way over one of them and spoke into their ear. The servant nodded and walked across the room, getting a glass off water and two red circular pills, "Here." she nodded and took the ibuprofen. "Now, i don't care what you make, just as long as you make as much as ask for. 10 plates please." The servant was taken back, "10 plates, young girl your to small to be able to hold that mu...."
"Just do it." she said coldly, faintly, but coldly. The servant nodded and Amanda stumbled off to the nearest table to sit down. Each plate came one at a time, it was all very good and after about an hour she had finished all she could eat. 9 1/2 plates. She stood herself up, using the table for support and walked out of the kitchen when she ran into someone, well, to them it was probably a light tap but it sent her to the floor. "I'm sorry..." she said faintly, looking up at the boy with red hair and a single white streak. "Pride." she thought to herself as she tried to pull herself off the ground, using the closest wall.