"Oh good, you're awake. We thought we might have lost you there for a while." "ugh...feels like i been hit by a truck." "Hmmm. Talking nonsense, that can't be good. Try your best not to move. I'll let the healer know that you're awake." "No! no healers. no magic." "Okay, okay. No no, don't sit up. No healers. You have my word." "where am i?" "The stable. Thought it might be best to keep the three of you apart, all things considered. "what happened?" "I...I'm afraid that I hit you rather hard with a chair...accidentally." "accidentally?" "Well I didn't mean to hit you quite so hard." "but you did mean to hit me?" "Well, you were attacking my brothers."
She can't help but smile as he lay there, brow furrowed in confusion. He honestly thought she was in actual danger, and his first response was to leap out and protect her. Before she can help herself, she leans in for a kiss.
"woah! you don't gotta do that. i mean, i didn't do what i did expectin' some sorta payment..." "You think me a whore then, do you?" "no! I don't mean that neither." "Then what do you mean?" "That I...you...you ain't some prize i was tryin' to win." "So now I'm not a worthy prize?" "Aww cripes, I don't mean that!" his ears were turning red. "No no. I understand. I was but a delicate flower in need of a big strong man’s protection against big bad brother. How ever have I successfully drawn breath without you to tend to me, I wonder?
He buries his face in his hands. Again Abigail smiles. How someone so bullheaded could also be so bashful eludes her. She leans in close, her lips but a whisper from his ear.
"Do us both a favor and kiss me before your dig yourself into an even deeper..." "I...wait...whut?" "I didn't hit you so hard that you've forgotten how to kiss a woman, did I?" "No, I know.....but...You don't ever even talk to me!" "Aye, this is true...but I have also never charged you for ale either. So about that favor you..." It seems as though a third request will be unnecessary...
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"Oh good, you're awake. We thought we might have lost you there for a while."
"ugh...feels like i been hit by a truck."
"Hmmm. Talking nonsense, that can't be good. Try your best not to move. I'll let the healer know that you're awake."
"No! no healers. no magic."
"Okay, okay. No no, don't sit up. No healers. You have my word."
"where am i?"
"The stable. Thought it might be best to keep the three of you apart, all things considered.
"what happened?"
"I...I'm afraid that I hit you rather hard with a chair...accidentally."
"accidentally?"
"Well I didn't mean to hit you quite so hard."
"but you did mean to hit me?"
"Well, you were attacking my brothers."
She can't help but smile as he lay there, brow furrowed in confusion. He honestly thought she was in actual danger, and his first response was to leap out and protect her. Before she can help herself, she leans in for a kiss.
"woah! you don't gotta do that. i mean, i didn't do what i did expectin' some sorta payment..."
"You think me a whore then, do you?"
"no! I don't mean that neither."
"Then what do you mean?"
"That I...you...you ain't some prize i was tryin' to win."
"So now I'm not a worthy prize?"
"Aww cripes, I don't mean that!" his ears were turning red.
"No no. I understand. I was but a delicate flower in need of a big strong man’s protection against big bad brother. How ever have I successfully drawn breath without you to tend to me, I wonder?
He buries his face in his hands. Again Abigail smiles. How someone so bullheaded could also be so bashful eludes her. She leans in close, her lips but a whisper from his ear.
"Do us both a favor and kiss me before your dig yourself into an even deeper..."
"I...wait...whut?"
"I didn't hit you so hard that you've forgotten how to kiss a woman, did I?"
"No, I know.....but...You don't ever even talk to me!"
"Aye, this is true...but I have also never charged you for ale either. So about that favor you..."
It seems as though a third request will be unnecessary...