Friday, 28 August 2020

Consequences

Lord Geinsburry was groaning in pain. It was midday but he was still in bed and the heavy curtains were still shut. He was paying for his lack of reason yesterday when he agreed to carry Mis Maple across the huge puddle in the townsquare. His back was killing him and his serwand had already tried all the tricks he knew. Now he could only stay motionless and wait for doctor to come. 

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