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Fantasy The Lords of Westfraxia

eventually, Reithlyn would seat her kids (Thwyn, female, 6, Gwælun, male 4 and his faternal twin Gwiline) at the table "Morning" she'd greet the maid
 
"Yes" Said Reithlyn as the children stared at the new maid in fear for her appearence reminded them of ghosts.
 
"I'll probably get hungry at school" said Thwyn eating her pancakes "It won't matter t' us because I'm too young for school, daddy says so" said Gwælun "Me too!" His twin remarked as Reithlyn said "Now eat your breakfast, the maid worked hard to make it for you"
 
"I'll probably get hungry at school" said Thwyn eating her pancakes "It won't matter t' us because I'm too young for school, daddy says so" said Gwælun "Me too!" His twin remarked as Reithlyn said "Now eat your breakfast, the maid worked hard to make it for you"
Shed smile, walking over to Reithlyn "should I make something for your little girl to eat at school?" She'd ask her quietly
 
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Wuldern's travels had brought him to The Kingdom of Westfrax again after a decade. The town that surrounded the Lord's keep hadn't changed one bit other than the few New houses on the edges. He looked at The castle, one which used to house him once, shaking his head And muttering something he decided to visit The local tavern, a bed would serve his back well And a good mead for his belly!
 
"Thank you" said Thwyn as Reithlyn escorted her to the main hall where she would help put her shoes on.
Illayza would get back to work, going around the house, re-cleaning it all, putting everything away, and such and so forth. Going about her business as a maid.
 
Wuldern's travels had brought him to The Kingdom of Westfrax again after a decade. The town that surrounded the Lord's keep hadn't changed one bit other than the few New houses on the edges. He looked at The castle, one which used to house him once, shaking his head And muttering something he decided to visit The local tavern, a bed would serve his back well And a good mead for his belly!
in the tavern he'd find a few guards, as he'd remember they were posted there for good measure, not to drink. Entrusted this task with care. The tavern being relatively calm and not too loud either, and he could smell the sweet honey and rose in the ale that they put in there that made it taste so good, their spiced wine being a mild, sweet taste to it, both drinks being well made and preserved, their taste matched only by the sugar-coated cakes and sweets known to be extremely expensive anywhere one would go, if they could even find it.
 

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