*The Verge of War* A Medieval Rp

"Hi." Linnet's cheeks were rosy from her delightful outing. "What are you doing? Are you not coming down for supper with your parents?" She asked

Gwen looked at her rosy friend. "My mother is having a small party, and my father is sick." She shrugged. "I was invited to join my mother, but I didn't want to attend."
 
Gwen looked at her rosy friend. "My mother is having a small party, and my father is sick." She shrugged. "I was invited to join my mother, but I didn't want to attend."
"Ah. Well do you want to at least come down for supper? We can eat in the kitchen, the servants won't mind," Linnet suggested
 

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