6/27/2023 0 Comments Oathbound victoriaMy closest friend and the fairest maiden in all the land. Though less than a meter away, his slurred voice paid no regard to volume as he spread out his arms and grinned. He bounded across the floor and pulled out the seat opposite from mine. With a strained smile I raised my hand in greeting. To reinforce his point, he raised an imaginary tankard, then scanned the heads of our few customers. His voice reached the dusty rafters above and settled over the tavern like a promise-a vow that today would be the start of something wonderful. As if he’d waltzed into a fancy establishment among fine nobles instead of a seaside tavern with the smell of fish and saltwater filling the stale morning air.Īs if he could read my thoughts, Arn threw his head back and bellowed, It’s a great day, indeed. He paused to shake a few hands and tip his head in greeting. Whosever death this was, Arn danced in the face of it. Further news of death was not welcome here. He practically sang as he declared loudly enough for the room to hear, He’s dead! Finally.įrom my seat in the back, I cursed. Golden waves for the ocean he loved so dearly. He hadn’t bothered to lace the front strings of his shirt, showing the curls of his tattoo underneath. The creaky door of the Banished Gentlemen tavern swung wide as a young man with a cutlass strapped to his side sauntered in with his fists raised in triumph.
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