The girl did seem different. Not just overly bold in approaching the knights, something Lorinna would not have dared to do at that age. It seemed like she felt more comfortable here than back at home.
But, Lorinna reminded herself again, she was still a child. Naive and easy to manipulate...
Now this was better than the carriage washing day. Lorinna had a beer in one hand a roasted thigh on the bone in the other and she stood half a head above the rest of the women in the crowd.
She gave a cheer with the rest of the small crowd as Syr Hyntír stepped out.
"Oh...oh."
Her eyes...
Lorinna set out to follow the girl, but she ensured that there was a little space between them. She glanced at Hector again.
"Do you remember when we were choosing what fish to eat?" she asked.
By which she meant: this all escalated far too quickly.
Lorinna had been particularly focussed in...
"Oh please," went Lori. "When I'm sat on the other bank watching your flounder around I'll consider coming back to help if you look like you're about to freeze."
It was difficult to move. She knew that after another swim and a small walk they would be somewhere warm and dry, with food and...
Lorinna was silent for a moment. Her quiet response caught in her throat. It was just a whisper by her ear, but the intimacy of it stole her breath.
"I like your one ear," Lorinna replied quietly, humour covering the way she was feeling.
"I think if we need to swim again, I'd rather get on...
Lorinna reminded herself that they had a true priority here. They had no idea if Ser Herzog was alive. Next to that, why was she quibbling about a piece of steel, no matter its sentimental value?
They had also made their quest even longer. They would have to find Cruhk's stash before they left...
Lorinna trusted in steel. It was strong, immutable, refusing to bend in the face of malice and darkness and magic. Even if she couldn't match the worst of the monsters of the world, shoulder to shoulder with her allies she would hold fast.
There was nothing on Arethil that would not eventually...
Lorinna, by comparison, was not going to trust the whispers of a small girl. She might have known where the bird stashed it's shiny possessions, but Lorinna didn't even know when they would get a chance to go there. She wasn't about to risk a sword that had belonged to her family.
Her eyes...
"Bother me none? When you've started got no option but to fall with a little grace. Easier with two little ears. Swimming then felt a better idea than sitting still and shivering."
Lorinna tilted into his warmth, chasing it. She also went after the simple comfort of him against her. She gave a...
His body language was - for the moment - unnoticed.
"Fucking...cold..."
She pulled her arms in close to her chest, rubbing her own upper arms with her hands. Lorinna pulled her knees up to her chest and leaned her head back towards Hector.
"Can't believe I did that...it felt so strange...
Lorinna had started swimming hard. Not because she was interested in getting anywhere right now, but because moving it kept the chill away.
Lorinna turned onto her side, kicking both feet to keep moving. She looked back to look at Syr Guernot, but her gaze quickly went to Hector.
Fire was...
"You are a stubborn fiend," Lorinna said of Marannie.
It was impossible to tell if this was said with respect or out of annoyance. Or both. Lorinna did not know herself.
She pulled herself back up. Moving to one knee, rather than sitting down. She could at least spring into action from this...
"No, fuck no, no, fuck, no fuckno."
Before Arbok Alouette and Gruki had taken a run at the falls, Lorinna had padded around on bare feet on a cold rock near the edge.
The air itself was cold enough that the slightest breeze cut right through her small things but that wasn't the problem. It...
Lorinna felt the grip on the sword being released. She felt back into the boat with a thud.
She felt a flash of fear. She imagined herself tumbling over the edge and having to hold her breath long enough to shrug off her light armor vest and swim to the surface.
She found herself with her...
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