Runt Odel bit her tongue.
The Count was due any minute, and Runt’s table was littered with papers. Organized piles of papers to be sure, but littered none the less. The Count hated piles. He hated papers. He even hated tables, preferring instead to eat sitting cross-legged on the floor with his most recently stolen wife.
Runt Odel objected to the marriage of the count’s daughter Bettonika to some random duke’s son. A few days earlier she had taken her objections directly to the Count’s lawyer Ren du Lot, but to no avail. Left no choice, she blanketed the town with her preferred method of irking The Count - posting flyers. UNBIND BETTONIKA! came first. The Count ordered those flyers be taken down. Runt Odel replaced them with DISMISS THE DUKE! and UNFETTER FEMALES!
Now came the door banging, produced by good swift kicks and pounding fists. Runt Odel flung her door wide and stepped back.
“YOU LITTLE SHIT!!!” bellowed The Count as he stormed in, towering over her. “Your flyers have ruined the wedding!” He then decreed “The Little Shit’s Posts Act”. All Runt Odel’s flyers would be removed forthwith into perpetuity.
Runt Odel would have to find some new way to annoy the Count.
Runt Odel bit her tongue.
This is my first episode for a Serial Shitposting Fiction Story inspired by Torundel the Shitposter by 
These stories are exactly 211 words long, begin and end with the same sentence, and both those sentences begin with the character's name.
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