*The Verge of War* A Medieval Rp

Fawn smiled slyly at Redd. Her cheeks reddened with his compliment.
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"My parents? What are you thanking me for about them?" Edwin asked.
 
"You know what I think?" Red asked mischievously.
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"I would have been there all night." She said, a smile playing on her lips.
 
"You know what I think?" Red asked mischievously.
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"I would have been there all night." She said, a smile playing on her lips.
Fawn smirked. "I don't really care what you think, but I'll ask you what just so you don't feel bad. What do you think?"
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Edwin laughed. "Yes, my parents are indeed hearty talkers," he agreed.
 
Fawn smirked. "I don't really care what you think, but I'll ask you what just so you don't feel bad. What do you think?"
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Edwin laughed. "Yes, my parents are indeed hearty talkers," he agreed.

"I think...that you secretly like me, but wont admit in." Hid smirk grew into a smile. "But that understandable. Nobody can resist this." He said gesturing to himself.
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Gwen grew quite, and must danced until the song was over, and everyone started clapping.
 
:)lau)
Fawn frowned. The dance ended and she did a quick curtsy to him. She walked off the floor without even allowing him to escort her away.
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When the music came to a halt, Edwin bowed then escorted Gwen to the edge of the hall.
 
:)lau)
Fawn frowned. The dance ended and she did a quick curtsy to him. She walked off the floor without even allowing him to escort her away.
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When the music came to a halt, Edwin bowed then escorted Gwen to the edge of the hall.

Redd decided not to follow, he would see her later.
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"Should we go check on Peter and Linnet?" Gwen asked.
 
Fawn was so confused on the inside. She sat down in the corner to think.
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"Yes," Edwin agreed. He headed for the staircase.
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Linnet awoke. "Peter, are you still here?" She asked weakly.
 
Fawn was so confused on the inside. She sat down in the corner to think.
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"Yes," Edwin agreed. He headed for the staircase.
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Linnet awoke. "Peter, are you still here?" She asked weakly.
(haha I probably would have made her dance with Fent to try and price him wrong
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Fent had given up on trying to dance with Fawn tonight, and was now spinning a pretty brunette.
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Peter looked at her. "Yes, I'm here. How are you feeling?"
 

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