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01-04-2005, 08:05 AM | #11 |
La Belle Dame sans Merci
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Oh... oh dear. Saeryn thought, for a moment afraid. Her lapse of calm retreated as quickly as Bethberry's request had come.
"I shall get the water, Bethberry." Saeryn ran to the kitchen. "Please," she asked Aedre, whom she met in the doorway. "I need warm water and some soft clothes, as well as a warm blanket. Wait...," she stopped the maid. "Just the water and cloth... bring it to Bethberry quickly." Turning quickly on her heel, Saeryn sprinted to her room. This, she thought, is why every woman needs a sturdy pair of breeches. Picture me trying to run this in a gown! Reaching her rooms, Saeryn pushed open the door. Grabbing the quilts from her own bed, as well as her own worn, but warm, cloak, the young woman returned quickly to her companions. Handing the pile of blankets to Falco, Saeryn turned to Bethberry. "What else can I do?" Last edited by Feanor of the Peredhil; 01-04-2005 at 10:20 AM. |
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