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Post by The Stranger on Jan 2, 2010 17:40:06 GMT -5
Becca cocked her head to the left, and giggled, "Come on Daeron, you know they won't fit, your wife, sweetheart that she is, has the body of a ten year old boy," she said, as she ran her hands down her own...voluptuous physique.
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Post by Flex on Jan 2, 2010 17:42:52 GMT -5
Daeron grinned, taking her body in for a moment. "I thought you favoured clothes that accentuate your body to the most. "Though perhapns Joanna's dresses would be more fitting."
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Post by The Stranger on Jan 2, 2010 17:46:43 GMT -5
Becca screwed up her nose slightly, "I'm sure Joanna's servants have something suitable. I'll just have to dress like a common serving girl for the rest of the court's stay," she sighed, "No exciting parties or courtly intrigues for me. I shall have to be locked away in the tower, wretch that I am." she was smiling, but only slightly.
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Post by Flex on Jan 2, 2010 17:50:02 GMT -5
"Not on my watch." Daeron replied, half-seriously striking a heroic pose. "I will find you any dress you, whatever colour, cut or material you want." He chuckled. "For once the knight does not rescue the maiden with his sword but by carrying dresses."
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Post by The Stranger on Jan 2, 2010 17:53:13 GMT -5
Becca kissed him on the cheek, "Thank you darling, you are my hero," she said, "Tell me about the party... don't spare ANY details, gods know I'm the only one in Runestone that wouldn't blush."
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Hope you all are well and happy.