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Post by PeroxidePirate on Mar 31, 2010 14:15:46 GMT 10
Title: Trickster's Pawn 21 Rating: PG-13 Length: 206 words Competitor: Owen Round/Fight: 4 (Final!) Summary: PG-13, 206 words. Jesslaws are really nosy.
“Almost done,” Kel said, working the comb through a particularly stubborn curl.
Wen sighed, obviously getting bored.
“Maybe you're right,” Kel admitted. She leaned forward, nipping playfully at the edge of his ear. “If I wasn't combing your hair, there are some other things...”
“We were done with the other things,” Wen answered, but Kel could tell by his voice that he was grinning. “But if you want to start again...”
They were interrupted by a knock at the door. “Kel? Wendy?” Warric called.
“Since when does he call you Wendy?” Kel asked, puzzled, as Wen scrambled out of bed and made a lunge for his shirt.
“Just give us a minute, please!” Wen answered. He turned to Kel, cheeks pink and eyes wide. “I've been so distracted... Kel, when does Midwinter start?”
“Day after tomorrow,” Kel replied, pulling the sheet up past her waist. Without Wen in the bed, she was already getting cold. “Why?”
Before he could answer, the door opened, and four faces looked in – two apologetic, and two that quickly registered expressions of total shock.
For the first time – possibly ever – Lord Henrick of Jesslaw was rendered speechless.
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Post by Lisa on Apr 1, 2010 12:28:40 GMT 10
Ooof. >.< I'm afraid of clicking on the next chapter.
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