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Post by Richard Cabal on Nov 23, 2009 5:58:34 GMT
"I'm jest makin' inappropriate advances an' its got you all teary." Richard answered but pulled his arm away anyway. She was probably right. It was going to be a pain pretending this servant and master role in Camelot. Couldn't tell too many lies because then they would be caught, but he couldn't tell too many truths either.
"Who is wearing who out?" He inquired curiously. "I thought you were asking for a break. Not me," Richard cuffed Grace's head and while holding the shoulder of her clothes, he dragged her back to the dancers. Once there, the crowd of peasants swallowed them both into a whirlwind of movement.
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