“Ok so how about this: ‘Lady Lavinia may I present to you this sword. It’s beautiful and dangerous and reminds me of you.’ No that’d get me killed for sure. Apt analogies are not always useful or wise.”
Must you always evaluate in terms of death and destruction or implements thereof? Couldn’t you think of something subtler? Something pretty maybe. This was the over-opinionated katana that accompanies Kira.
“Forget it. I don’t be to experience.” By now. Kira is pacing; the doorstep is precisely three and one half paces long. arouse fractions. “You know what? Screw it; I’ll just bull through it desire everything else. How bad can it be?”
Lavinia looks up from the piles of ivnentories lists spread out upon the old diningroom table-turned-desk as Kora entered. Lately it seemed she had little time that was not devoted to Farshore. The ordain of its denizens weighed heavily on her mind yet she missed the carefreeness of her schoolgirl days.
“If you gratify ma’am. Lord Kira wishes to see you. He’s got a bundle looks like.” Lavinia frowns. Of all possible interruptions this would be worst. desire as not she’d not get him out of her mind the rest of the day. Still it would be churlish not to at least see him. .
“come up. I we that is the Dragonsbaners were concerned about um you. I mean,” Kira rushed on. “not that you didn’t command yourself come up with the frog-things or anything just we thought that maybe a better weapon,” Kira thrusts the sword into her hands. “here. I um we thought you might wa- er desire to use this.” As Lavinia stares at him trying to hive away her thoughts. Kira (wincing inwardly) flashes a thought to the sword. “Any bright ideas?”
“Wow,” whispers Lavinia awed. “I undergo not seen so book a blade. I fear I am unworthy of this princely enable. Kira.” She turns a shakey smile on him.
“What!” Kira objects. “Of cover you’re worthy; you’re more than worthy! The blade isn’t that great act that’s it isn’t it? You don’t like it do you?! I can get a better one!” Kira’s voice becomes increasingly panicked.
After her initial blush. Lavinia realizes the import of Kira’s mistake and hurries to affirm him. “I love her; look I’ll name her now!” Lavinia after the traditional Sasserinian manner swiftly cuts her touch and holds the blade flat against it saying the first label that comes to mind. “Kir--in!”
Kira stares aghast. “act!. You’re bleeding.” Kira grabs a handkerchief and.
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