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Harreld
"If you could convince Ginna's father to bless our handfasting I'd consider the debt paid, lady."
Eodwine came out of his tend with Thornden.
"What have we here?" he asked.
"Lord," said Harreld, "Lady Saeryn has decided that this sword is a fitting gift for your handfasting."
Eodwine examined the blade and his eyes widened. "I daresay it is better than the one I give away! Harreld, you are a wonder!" He included them al with a glance. "It appears that all arrangements have been made and our friends our gathering yonder. Let us go, shall we?"
Eodwine offered his arm to Saeryn who took it; Harreld did the same to Ginna who took his. Thornden and Rowenna were left standing, facing each other. She broke the short silence.
"Well, Thornden, are you going to offer me your arm, or should I offer you mine?" She allowed an amused half grin to play on her lips.
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