Hild (
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2016-04-13 03:43 am (UTC)
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She matched his grin, warming to his proud boast. Hild had no doubt that it was true.
The kettle began to whistle and she paused their conversation so she could steep chamomile and lavender. She sweetened it with a little honey.
"This man, Batiatus," she said, carefully copying his pronunciation of the name. "Did he reward you well for your victories?"
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The kettle began to whistle and she paused their conversation so she could steep chamomile and lavender. She sweetened it with a little honey.
"This man, Batiatus," she said, carefully copying his pronunciation of the name. "Did he reward you well for your victories?"