*The Verge of War* A Medieval Rp

Edmund mounted, and headed towards the woods to wait.
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Linnet grabbed Peter's hand. "What do you want to do?" She asked
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Edwin shrugged. "Nothing. Where have you been?"
 
Edmund handed a letter to his page to give to his steward. Then he cantered his horse towards the woods.
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Linnet smiled. "That sounds delightful," she said.
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Fawn grinned deviously to herself. She ripped a page from the book, then left the library.
 
Edmund handed a letter to his page to give to his steward. Then he cantered his horse towards the woods.
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Linnet smiled. "That sounds delightful," she said.
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Fawn grinned deviously to herself. She ripped a page from the book, then left the library.

Gwen saw Edmund and rode up behind him. "Hello?" She was afraid to call his name incase it wasn't him.

Peter lead the way down to the river.
 
Edmund glanced over his shoulder. He had a short cloak on, with the hood over his head. He didn't dare risk being recognized.
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Linnet was all smiles as she followed Peter. She couldn't be happier.
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Edwin rolled his eyes. "Fine, come to my room," he beckoned for her to follow.
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Fawn stopped. She heard voices in the next corridor. It sounded like the prince, so she ducked behind a curtain and peeked below it. She saw boots and a lady's slippered feet. Grinning to herself, she crept closer.
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Gwen sped her horse so that she was only a few strides behind. "Edmund?"
Stopping his horse, he lifted his hood slightly. He nodded. "I was beginning to think you had changed your mind," he said. His horse whinnied loudly. "Come on, we need to get to a place we can talk with no fear of being seen."
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