"Let's go to Cornishcrest's Wine Festival," Syr Silas had prompted her earlier that month. He visited her every day he wasn't away to fulfil his Knightly duties. "We can visit the perfumer." Lucero pushed her bowl of half eaten corn mush away from her, the little bit of hunger she had shriveling...
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