*The Verge of War* A Medieval Rp

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Gwen stood and thanked Fent. "You may stay if you wish." She told Emilee.
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Emilee shOok her head. She stood up to go, but then sat back down immediately and put her hand to her forehead.
Edmund, who was already at the door to leave, looked over. "Are you okay?" He asked.
"Yes, I'm fine. Just a bit dizzy, that's all," Emilee replied
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Gwen was becoming impatient with this girl. "You cannot accompany us."

Fent smirked slightly, this is only the beginning of her troubles.
 
Emilee stood again. She frowned as her sight began to get hazy. "Miss, quit shaking around so," she told Gwen. She put her hand on the back of a chair to steady herself
 
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Gwen rolled her eyes. This girl was so dramatic, and who does she think she is following Edmund everywhere? Not that Gwen was jealous or anything. "What do you mean?"
 
"You know what I mean!" Emilee snapped. She Began to get worried as the whole room appeared to move around her.

Edmund looked from Emilee to Gwen, not exactly sure what was happening.
 
Her head began to clear. "Fine. It doesn't matter," Emilee retorted. "Let's go."

Edmund shrugged. He held his arm out for Gwen to help her descend the steps
 
Gwen rolled her eyes. "Emilee...you are NOT coming with us." Gwen repeated slowly. Turning she smiled at Edmund. "Thank you Sir."
 
"I never said I was," Emilee said irritably. She stumbled down the steps and went over to her horse.

Edmund smiled at Gwen. "We'll have to go back to her cottage. Your horse is there, along with our meager supplies," he whispered to her.
 
Gwen snorted. "Yeah. That's exactly what you were thinking wasn't it." She retorted sarcastically.
"Its really the supplies you wanted to go back for?" Gwen stomped over to the horses, not waiting for a reply.
 

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