*The Verge of War* A Medieval Rp

Fent went into the kitchen to fetch more tea. "Umm...he said his name was Edmund. He was with Gwen...until she ran off that is."

Gwen nodded. They had reached the cottage. She looked around. "Edmund, who's horses are those?"
 
Edmund counted the horses. "I don't know."
(Gwen has his and Edmund has Emilee's, so I guess the assassin's horses are lined up)

Fawn's eyes widened in surprise. "Edmund? Ha! So I was right!"
 
Gwen's eyes widened. "You don't think...no. They didnt come for me did they?"

Fent was confused. "What do you mean?"
Edmund stopped and got off his horse a few feet from the house. "I'm sur they're just friend of the owner's. But just in case, you go around back and wait while I check things out," he said

Fawn smirked at the two young men. "I was right, the princess ran off with Edmund."
 
Gwen felt heat rush into her face. "I never..." She turned away. "I didnt say that."

Fent rolled his eyes. "I told you...they were here before Gwen took off."
 
Edmund chuckled. "You may not admit it, but you really do care," he called over his shoulder. "Now hurry round back!"

Fawn sat down beside the sleeping Emilee. "Redd, how did you find me?" She asked
 
Gwen chose to ignore this. Instead, she followed his directions and snuck around the building.

Redd shrugged. "I'm not really sure. I wasn't exactly trying to."
 

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