*The Verge of War* A Medieval Rp

Audric looked around the table. He smiled at himself for being so clever. Edwin was seated next to Gwen at the center. They had to talk now.
 
Peter was finally seated at the table, he looked around at the others who had had a special invitation, on in particular, to no avail. (haha he is two seats over)
 
Edwin finished chewing a bite of his salad. "You look lovely," he commented to Gwen.
Gwen blushed. "Thank you. You look nice too."

(i so badly wanted to be like what this old thang
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)
 
Edwin finished chewing a bite of his salad. "You look lovely," he commented to Gwen.
Gwen blushed. "Thank you. You look nice too."

(i so badly wanted to be like what this old thang
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)
(Hahahaha)
Edwin muttered his thanks, then took another bite. (Can we make like an hour go by? Then the meal can be nearly over XD and then the dancing)
 
The king raised his glass and stood. "I would like to offer a toast to my son, on his nineteenth birthday."
 

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