Gwynn reads a line of pure poetry
“Malcolm! This is better than I had expected!”
Sigefrith huffed. “Well, runt, so much for My Majesty! That’s the last time I’m going out with you!”
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Sessot’s tears simply fall
“Ooh!” Suki said, veering off course at the sight of masculine backs. “Who’s in there with your father?”
“It’s nobody.” Sessot grabbed her elbow, but Suki jerked it away. Still, the contact with Suki’s chilled skin provided Sessot with an excellent protest. “Come on! I’m freezing!”
Saeward finds the seven cats
“Aha! Aha! There you are!”
Ralf stopped short with one heel off the floor, paralyzed with the bone-chilling fear of The Law that is common to all men, however upstanding.
Diarmait finds the second dog
The slamming door shut out the chill, and the stifling atmosphere of the hall billowed around Sadb’s flushed face like steam from a bath.
Colban’s beast breaks the surface
“Where do you suppose Hingwar and Nora are right now?”
Colban had already undressed, cleaned his boots, brushed his hair, and scrubbed his teeth, and now he was practicing grappling moves with an imaginary partner. Malcolm was still combing the tangles out of his hair.
Brede lets loose the dogs
Brede locked the door behind him and shuffled in without a word of greeting.
“Well, it’s about time!” Eadred said. “We were starting to think you were kidnapped.”
“I was.”
Gunnora comes to the crossing of seven roads
Malcolm nearly splashed past Leofric in his haste to get back out of the rain. The smithy was open to the wind, but it did at least have a roof. Malcolm hurried in and shouldered up next to Leofric beside the forge. At their feet a bedraggled fur-heap of a dog beat its tail upon the floor.
Gunnilda prescribes the appropriate remedy
“How was the cake?” Gunnilda asked.
Her work-worn hands fluttered, and her skirts swished the floor as she rocked her weight from toes to heels. She looked as nervous as an apprentice pastry cook presenting her dainties for inspection.
The ladies have an indelicate conversation
“Mama Gunnie!” Gwynn cried. “You smell so nice and spicy and appley!”
“Well, now, I guess the spicy and the appley are from the apple spice cake I made for dinner, but I can’t figure out where the nice is coming from…”
Robert is cowed by the clan
Robert banged the door shut behind him and held his head at a height he hoped indicated imperious displeasure, but he had scarcely taken two steps into the room when his dignity was shattered—and not by the astonishingly pretty woman before him.
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