*The Verge of War* A Medieval Rp

Linnet, with minor details, explained as simply as possible about her and Peter.
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Fawn tried to listen to any conversation from below her room, but alas, they were talking in hushed voices.
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( :smack :D)
 
Linnet sighed and wiped her eyes with her hankerchief.
"Anyway, enough about me. Sir Edmund certainly is dashing," she teased.
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Katrina, still drumming on the table, said, "'Ere comes Redd. Let's see if he'll tell us what they were discussin'," she said, then realized she had forgotten to say 'Uncle'.
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Edmund grinned happily to himself. He couldn't wait for tomorrow.
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Edwin kicked at his desk chair. He didn't know what to do. He sighed loudly, sat down in a chair, got up, and began pacing.
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Mariah hummed to herself as she readied herself for bed. In her opinion, the dinner had been perfectly perfect, besides Edwin disappearing for a little bit.
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Fawn hung up her cloak and locked her dagger in the desk drawer.
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Maud knocked on Gwen's door
 
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Linnet sighed and wiped her eyes with her hankerchief.
"Anyway, enough about me. Sir Edmund certainly is dashing," she teased.
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Katrina, still drumming on the table, said, "Here comes Redd. Let's see if he'll tell us what they were discussing," she said, then realized she had forgotten to say 'Uncle'.
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Edmund grinned happily to himself. He couldn't wait for tomorrow.
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Edwin kicked at his desk chair. He didn't know what to do.
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Fawn hung up her cloak.

"Linnet." Gwen frowned, ignoring her teasing. "What happened?"

Redd came through the door. Glancing quickly over, he continued walking.
 

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