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piosenniel · 03-30-2003, 02:23 PM

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Dorlas Seregon gazed at his new wife. She looked at him quickly, then stared down at the floor. She was half his age, what a catch! Galéwyn, she was called. And it was their eve of marriage.

A shy thing was she, but she loved him, he thought. So, this hunt he would win for her. The glory of the capter, of the kill. It would be all in the name of his golden-haired wife. Though he liked the hunt much himself. . .

Ah, the slaves, thought he. He wondered if he could perhaps get an especially insolent wench for the Hunt. Maybe. It all depended on what happened before this evening.

"You will be there, will you not, my lady?" he asked his wife. She seemed a bit disgusted at the thought, but nodded in acquiescence. "There's a girl. My wife."
He embraced her fondly, then left the house, looking for rebellious slaves.

He sighed. He didn't get much insolence at his own house. Perhaps he was too strict. He shrugged his shoulders, and moved on.

[ March 31, 2003: Message edited by: piosenniel ]

03-30-2003, 02:23 PM	#2
piosenniel Desultory Dwimmerlaik Join Date: Mar 2002 Location: Pickin' flowers with Bill the Cat..... Posts: 7,786	Frodess’ post Dorlas Seregon gazed at his new wife. She looked at him quickly, then stared down at the floor. She was half his age, what a catch! Galéwyn, she was called. And it was their eve of marriage. A shy thing was she, but she loved him, he thought. So, this hunt he would win for her. The glory of the capter, of the kill. It would be all in the name of his golden-haired wife. Though he liked the hunt much himself. . . Ah, the slaves, thought he. He wondered if he could perhaps get an especially insolent wench for the Hunt. Maybe. It all depended on what happened before this evening. "You will be there, will you not, my lady?" he asked his wife. She seemed a bit disgusted at the thought, but nodded in acquiescence. "There's a girl. My wife." He embraced her fondly, then left the house, looking for rebellious slaves. He sighed. He didn't get much insolence at his own house. Perhaps he was too strict. He shrugged his shoulders, and moved on. [ March 31, 2003: Message edited by: piosenniel ] __________________ Eldest, that’s what I am . . . I knew the dark under the stars when it was fearless - before the Dark Lord came from Outside.