*The Verge of War* A Medieval Rp

Gwen blushed. "Oh. Thank you." She looked down at her mud stained slippers. "You don't look terrible yourself.

"But some people, like myself, do not!" He called.

"But what?" Fent asked.
edmund chuckled.
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Fawn scoffed. "Everyone loves at some point!" She said
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Emilee took a large swallow of tea.
 
edmund chuckled.
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Fawn scoffed. "Everyone loves at some point!" She said
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Emilee took a large swallow of tea.


Gwen's blush deepened. "What is it that you find so humorous?"

Fent continued to stare at her. "But what?" He repeated.

Redd shook his head. "Not me." He lied. "What use has a man like me got with love?".
 

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