*The Verge of War* A Medieval Rp

Redd shrugged. "Fine have it your way." He quickly drew a dagger and slit the reigns suspiciously close to Fawn's hand.
 
Redd shrugged. "Fine have it your way." He quickly drew a dagger and slit the reigns suspiciously close to Fawn's hand.
Fawn was mad. She grabbed the broken rein and pulled her own dagger out and put it to Redd's throat. "I hate that it must come to this, handsome, but it must. Now TELL me, WHY ARE YOU FOLLOWING THE PRINCESS?"
 
Redd felt the sharp blade touch his throat. "You know...if you want answers from me, this isn't the way to do it."
 
Smirking, he leaned forward. "Charm is always the best option." He pushed the dagger away, and stepped back.
 
Redd shrugged. "Whenever you are ready." And he quickly mounted his horse. "I suppose this means you will be tagging along."
 

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