Dueling Ladies Ch2 Pt1Chapter Two "You don't know how to do a cart-wheel?" "Not really..." "And you've lived with a circus for the past three years?" "Sad, ain't it?" "Very sad." "...You could teach me..." "Yeah, I could." "Because you're so good at them." "Some'd say they're my specialty. But what'd I get in return?" "Want some of my apple?" "That wasn't really what I had in mind..." Ryn smiled at the boy sitting next her—Sammual, her current love interest—feeling her cheeks warm and seeing him draw closer. HerDueling Ladies Ch2 Pt1
The Dueling Ladies Ch1 Pt5This was becoming serious business, and Zamat could not lose on a deal, even to a twelve year old. "He's a young cub, that tiger. Worth more than an adult. 50 libs." "He is the wrong color. 30 libs." "He's of the highest quality breeding, yeah? 45 libs." "He is the runt of the litter. 32 libs." “He’ll grow up to be ferocious. 40 libs.” “You were going to put him down anyway. 35 libs.” He cursed the girls' merchant parents, wherever they were, for teaching their children how to barter. "What you gonna do with him, anyhow?" Zamat demanded, crossingThe Dueling Ladies Ch1 Pt5
The Dueling Ladies Ch1 Pt4A Ringleader’s day never ends. After the crowds left and the attractions were packed away, Zamat still had a million things to do to officially close up shop. He had to be sure the clowns were sober and not lighting anything on fire, had to double-check that the tigers had been fed, had to post guards around the site to be sure that no foreign Guilds would attempt to sneak in and steal something or someone… And with a circus that had become as large as his, this nightly round took over an hour after sunset. Usually, to his great relief, there was nothing to his round but walking and the occasional shout to someone who haThe Dueling Ladies Ch1 Pt4
The Dueling Ladies Ch1 Pt3As soon as he found it at the very edge of the circus grounds, he threw the tent flap aside and stumbled into the shaded dark. He took a moment to acclimate to the sudden change in lighting, and then fell to his knees in front of the two girls and Morgan, who had apparently volunteered to look after the youngest one. Dria kneeled beside his woman, still decked out in her costume, and Ryn lay comatose beneath the pile of quilts. "You're sick, fine, we've got to get ya better," he panted out, heaving breaths in and out. "She's got a fever, Zamatakio, she ain't dyin'," Morgan said with a roll of her eyes. "NotThe Dueling Ladies Ch1 Pt3
To be or not to be...
Questionable
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Obsession is sort of ok as long as you don't go too far with it...
You know--the usual!
:-P
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Obsession is sort of ok as long as you don't go too far with it...
We\'ll see how long it lasts, shall we?
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