Ralf learns what was not lies
Ethelwyn stuffed his hand beneath the collar of his shirt and rubbed his collarbone thoughtfully. He had just spent an agreeable half hour watching the King and the Duke pound on one another’s shields with their heavy swords, but the sky was threatening snow, and he had to think of a way to extract himself from Ralf’s company so he could return home.
First he tried the snow. “Was sunny this morning, but if I had known the sky was going to look like this, I might have stayed home.”
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