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The storm had hit around midday. All of the entertainers moved into the manor, soggy things being hauled with them to hopefully be dried and saved. Many of the soldiers volunteered for kitchen or cleaning duties inside, the outside being mud filled and very uncomfortable within minutes of the first drops.
The stain on the ceiling in the privy showed how bad the leak was within an hour. Laun roused, the blonde braid of her girl twined about her dark on top of the covers. Laun could hear the dripping. She was not sure what it was, and the soldier who was dozing against the wall had not heard it.
Laun turned slightly and could tell that it was a steady sound from somewhere in the bathing chamber. She was not going to get out of the warm bed to see what it was. Gem’s face was next to her shoulder and Laun watched her for a few moments.
A light touch on Gem’s face opened her eyes, a welcoming smile crinkling the corners. “Mistress...” she said lazily. »Read More