"Good spot!" Saskia grinned, carefully rushing down the hill with the others straggling behind. They each had baskets hanging from the crooks of their arms, cuttings of fresh spring flowers bundled inside. The golden haired dusker gasped as she came to the side of her the knight that spotted the...
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