*The Verge of War* A Medieval Rp

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Maud went to the wardrobe and pulled out an outfit. She brought it to Gwen. "Stand up dear," she said.
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Linnet sat down on a bench and began eating the pear. She wondered what Gwen had planned for the day
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Mariah looked up at Audric. "There you are," she said as she resumed writing on a square of parchment bordered in gold.
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Edwin sat down opposite Alena. He looked at her then looked down and studied the rug a little too intently.


Gwen stood obediently.

Audric yawned. "Have you been looking for me?"

Alena looked at everything that wasn't Edwin. Unsure why she was here she opened her mouth to ask, but shut it quickly when he looked at her.
 
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Maud finished tying the many laces on the gown. "There, you look lovely," she said as she sifted through the bottles of perfumes and such on the table.
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Linnet paled as she suddenly remembered something. Dropping the pear and scone, she hurried upstairs to her bedroom. She frantically dug through her nightstand drawer. Not finding what she was searching for, she went to her writing desk and dug through it. In her haste she had left the door wide open.
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Fawn wiped her mouth with her napkin, then hurriedly left the servant's dining room. She lay down under her favorite tree and fell asleep.
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Mariah sighed. "No." She replied irritably. "I'm writing the invitation for Princess Gwen," she said. She put her quill back in its holder and stood up. She sealed the letter with Audric's wax seal.
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"Are you very busy today?" Edwin finally asked, looking up at Alena.
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Edmund saddled his horse and headed for Alnwick castle. There was a cool breeze in the air which excited both him and his horse. He had his sword at his side.
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Richard was in the paddock practicing jousting at a stuffed potato sack. He rode back and forth hitting it correctly each time. Finally the potato sack dummy fell down. Rather than picking it up and continuing, Richard dismounted and went over to the water trough for his horse.
 
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