*The Verge of War* A Medieval Rp

Lariah saw a dark figure walk into the room and everyone hushed. It was Gradle.
" Gradle..." Lariah growled.
She tried to move.. but she didn't budge.
" Yes, i know. I would've done this before, but your lover was there to ruin my plan. The good thing is that you dont know where you are, so you cant go yelling fro help. Trust me, Edinburg in far away, Lariah. Your doing all of us a favor." Gradle said snakely. He lifted up her chin with his hands and she moved her head out of his fingers.
" Get me out you filthy boar!" Lariah cursed as she tried to get out.
(is she in the cabin??? Say yes
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Edwin breathed deeply. "Sorry I stepped on your toe," he said lamely.

Gwen laughed. "You are fine. Though I think that its only fair that I give you dancing lessons, you know since you are teaching me to rabbit." She looked at him teasingly.
He laughed along with her. Mariah glanced their way. Her signature smile was even more brilliant now.
 
Sembil had not gone to the party. She was in a garden, sitting on a bench. She felt something udner her, and she lifted the note up and read it.

Grandle? what is he up to? wait....

wait. She was going through the racks of her brain. Then she knew.
" Lariah!" She screamed, a little to loudly, and she dropped the note and ran.
 
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