Saturday, August 2, 2014

Weekend Writing Warriors--Bridal Faire

“Bridal Faire-- why do I have to go to that now? Why doesn't he wait until I am done with my training?” Spring was a busy time for potions and herbal knowledge.
He frowned. “And what happened to that Lesser Giant girl, Bufindlia? I thought that was all but settled. I thought my mother was sending over a marriage contract to discuss.”
Not to speak ill of your Lord Father and our benefactor, but decisions like that cause one to wonder if he is perhaps sun touched.” 

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