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❝... ᴛʜᴇ ᴛʀᴜᴛʜ ᴏꜰ ᴀ ᴍᴀɴ ʟɪᴇꜱ ɴᴏᴛ ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ʟᴀɴᴅ ᴏꜰ ʜɪꜱ ʙɪʀᴛʜ, ʙᴜᴛ ɪɴ ʜɪꜱ ʜᴇᴀʀᴛ..❞

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I place all blame entirely on lord uhtred.
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Perhaps I have corrupted Lady Aethelflaed.
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He inclines his head in respect though his eyes do not lower. “I have ridden through mud and blood to stand here agin. If I have been absent, it is because the fates demanded my sword, not because my thoughts have strayed from you.” A breath passes between them, noticing
bones far from weary —— his strides are as sure and confident as ever. hers with an eager bounce she attempts to hide behind that regal posture she’s come to perfect. “ you are here now. that is all that matters. ” the smile •
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the way that her eyes are slowly roaming over him, doing a slow appraisal to make sure he is in one piece. ‘I assure you, Lady I am fine, but if you insist on checking everywhere I would not be against it.” Flashing her his impish smile before he grows serious.
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“I take it all has been well here?” He hadn’t gotten news of any attacks. Threats? Always lurking in the shadows but for now, he feels settled.
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What a sight it is when his gaze finds her approaching across the yard. A slow battle worn smile touches his mouth, the kind that is earned, not given. “Duty kept me from your side, Lady. Not by choice, never by choice.”
what trouble did you get yourself into, @ThatHeathenMan .ᐣ surely that must be what has kept you away from me for weeks.
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𝓤𝓷𝓭𝓮𝓻 𝓜𝔂 𝓦𝓪𝓽𝓬𝓱 with @OFMERClA
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She’s cloaked in dark green wool and her hood is thrown back. The way the early light catches her is enough to cause his breath to hitch. She moves slowly but her chin is high and her spine is straight.
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She’s a Queen in the making and it’s that reason alone for why he can’t look away. The clang of swords fade into the distance. One quick sweep of the courtyard and he sees that no one else is around. Sheathing his sword he slowly approaches her. “Good morning, Lady.”
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