"Hi my name is MORTIMER! Here have these flowers ILikeToEatDoYouLikeToEatLetsEatAtTheSameTimeSometimeIHaveKRERKYAnd...URGHH"
Mortimer awakened to find himself sprawled awkwardly on the ground. A bemused Lady Tolah was looking down at him.
"North gate, an hour before dusk. Remember to breathe next time, pretty boy"
She walks off, trying to contain her mirth
——
Ser Mortimer and the Lady Tolah were a short walk north of the city of Skor. They had found a secluded spot amongst some trees, and were silently enjoying the sounds of nature settling down for the night. The last rays of sunlight were filtering down through the leaves which were rustling gently in the quickly chilling breeze. The pair were enjoying a light dinner of krerky and aside from the soft sound of chewing they were sitting silently.
As the last of the light disappeared, the pair moved closer, the cold making them want to share body heat. Slowly they leaned in, faces almost touching.
“Lady Tolah?” Mortimer whispered
“Yes, Ser Mortimer?” Her reply was barely more than a breath
“Wanna arm wrestle?”
——
"I beat her 4-1 Aggy!” Mortimers face beamed with excitement. After a moment he dropped his voice to barely audible “I let her win that once, I felt bad for her”
Aggy studied his face for a few long moments before replying. “I wish that were somehow a euphemism. Are you seeing her again?”
Mort shrugged “Maybe. She said she might come visit our neck of the woods. I think she just wants to wrestle more. She isn’t very good at it though”
“Your mother has a lot to answer for…” Aggy said with a sigh
“WHAT DID YOU SAY ABOUT MY MOTHER?"
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