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thumping Praxton ingloriously on the back. Etta muffled a laugh at his expense... |
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[b] Etta said with heavy emphasis. [b] |
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Sabella even slumped in her seat, all these months of regality training erased from her posture. |
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[b] Jaetyn said, leaning towards Etta and lifting her chin to lock eyes. [b]
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he threw a grape tomato from her salad right into their open maw |
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Small villages like that, they don’t often have any extra buildings just… laying around. There’s got to be a catch |
Emperor wrote: |
Great start Noni! I agree with Lebrenth...again, that we should just take it graciously and hide it away for our future. Just for the sake of putting up a second option, maybe give her a keepsake of our own. |
Novelest_Ninjagirl wrote: |
Well, at least if it had to tie it's a tie between the options I can kind of combine. Thanks for reading, Chinaren! |
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There is always the authors power to tiebreak. Though I have always enjoyed implementing ties when I could. |
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“Everything sounds like love to newlyweds.” |
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Etta grinned, and threw herself forward, wrapping the prince in a tight hug. He instantly stiffened, and she swallowed back her mirth ... |
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....Jaetyn watched, with dawning realization, as he pulled a hairstick from his bun. |
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“... Sending her where she’d be happier, even if it made you miserable.” Praxton gently took Sabella’s hand. “That sounds like love to me, Jaetyn.” |
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The way Sabella described it was that it was a transfer. The Priestess pours her purity into the body of the wounded, and that increases their souls natural ability to heal. |
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They’d said their goodbyes already, and her back still felt bruised from that hug. |
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She’d given the prince a stick of wood she had half-hazardly carved for her own hair |
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It might look like miracles to the uninitiated, but it had its limit. No matter their magical ability, a priestess could only hold so much purity within themselves, and so to continue their magic without harming themselves, they had to regain it from the holy waters. Not to mention they still had to learn the appropriate circles to channel their magic. |
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— or worse, he was hesitant because he thought she expected payment. |
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“A salve for general pain relief, intended for sore muscles. It’s made with menthe herb and merrybloom, infused in a mixture of beeswax and carrier oils.” Etta opened the jar, and the fragrant woodsy scent of the two filled the coach. “There’s a slightly warm tingle when you apply it, then it fades to a chilling sensation, which relaxes tense muscles. It’ll reduce inflammation if that’s a problem, as well.” |
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“It’s my leg.” Kares gave a soft, anxious chuckle. “It’s not nothing to me.” |
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There was horseflesh, of course, sweating under the late summer sky. The smell of bread, too, standing in stark contrast to the salt of the animals... |
Novelest_Ninjagirl wrote: |
Hey guys, no new chapter yet. Hit a bit of a block, and even though I forced out a whopping 950 words, I reread them this morning and scrapped the whole thing. Next chapter is still on it's way, though! |
Novelest_Ninjagirl wrote: |
Hit a bit of a block, and even though I forced out a whopping 950 words, I reread them this morning and scrapped the whole thing. |
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Then he’d had to scold them, then he’d gotten scolded by their mothers, since he was ‘only a lad himself’ in their eyes. |
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her hair was a light brown touched with sunset-bloom red. |
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