*The Verge of War* A Medieval Rp

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Alena slipped out the door and down the hall.

Peter opened the door immediately.

Thomas sighed. "I had forgotten him. Why did you have to remind me?" He whined.

Gwen swung on a low swing in the garden.

Elaina went to get room to change before her lesson.
 
"At least she knows," Anna said.
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Katrina shrugged. "Things are fine," she said bluntly. She didn't particularly want to talk, especially to a guard.
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Mariah swung around. "You bow when you come in, boy!" She demanded. "Now what were you saying about Clyde?"

Edwin quickly dressed and exited his room. He sped past Mariah's rooms so she wouldn't drag him into some long conversation about why he must do what the King says, and headed for the Great Hall

The messenger handed the letter to Peter on a silver plater. It was sealed with Linnet's seal on red wax.
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Maud gave Thomas a stern look, but after a moment began laughing. "Pretend I didn't even mention him," she said. "Your sister was practicing sword fighting in the courtyard." She winked at him.

Linnet put her favorite few gowns in a heavy chest.
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Peter took the letter and thanked the servant. He quickly scanned through and packed a small bag.

Thomas rolled his eyes. "All Elaina ever does is practice. She thinks I dont notice. She tries to hard."
 
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Peter took the letter and thanked the servant. He quickly scanned through and packed a small bag.

Thomas rolled his eyes. "All Elaina ever does is practice. She thinks I dont notice. She tries to hard."
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Maud laughed at the boy. She always felt bad for him, begging the only son out of four children. "Well, you go do your studies or sword fighting. I must go tend to the lady Linnet," she said.

Linnet sat down on the small trunk's lid. She'd need someone to trust not to tell Gwen, or anyone for that matter. Adrienne was sweet and a good girl, but too talkative. Thomas, well, you can't tell a 13 year old boy a serious secret. Elaina, she wasn't as close to. She couldn't tell the king and queen for obvious reasons. Perhaps Maud would keep her mouth shut.
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Thomas grinned. "Thank you Maud."

Fent sighed. Maybe he should go back and get Emilee. He couldn't shake the feeling that something was wrong.

Peter galloped his horse towards Edmund's estate.

Alena was busy in the sewing room.

Alex trekked down the the stables, his head bag flung over his shoulder.

Kat patrolled around Edinburghs perimeter.

Elaina sat down at her large desk in the study hall. Thomas was latex as usual. That was okay though, it only helped her reach her goal I'd being the better twin.
 
Gavin nodded.
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Genevieve shrugged, speeding her horse up.
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Cliffton bowed hastily "Clyde is gone!" He repeated.
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Adrienne checked Gwen's room for Gwen, and when she wasn't there, went looking for Linnet.
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Jephry wandered around the courtyard.
 
(K Crazychick. Madam, is Genevieve Alnwick or Edinburgh)
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"Anytime, sweetie," Maud said. She took the tray of food and headed down the hall to Linnet's room and knocked.

Linnet put some jewelry in a pouch and stuffed it in the corner of the chest. "Who is it?" She asked
"Maud. I've got your breakfast."
Linnet sighed. Looks like Maud would be the one to hear the secret and help. She opened the door.
Maud set the tray down. "My my, going on strip? She asked.
"Actually, yes."
"Where?" Maud questioned.
Linnet told her what her plan was, da da da.
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Emilee sighed. Trips were exhausting.
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Anna ate her food quietly. Gavin didn't seem to be in a mood to talk, and neither was she.
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Katrina did likewise, to keep up with the guards. She was eager to get back in the flow of work and be able to forget the past week
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Mariah frowned. "And who, might I ask, is Clyde?" She asked.

Edwin meandered around the hall, thinking of stuff.
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Edmund arrived at his home. He gave the stable boy instructions to give poor horse the best treatment possible and extra oats, the he proceeded to go inside to clean up.
 

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