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Thank you. ^.^
Hey, stray cats can be mean. Aranhil had learned that first hand when he was a boy. Apparently, cats did not like it when you ran up, declared they were adorable, and picked them up. He'd been three. He was not very fond of cats. He liked Hoppy better. He liked Hoppy in a pot best. However, he had promised his wife he would not eat her rabbit. So, instead, he turned and stole a gentle kiss. "Sylvia, my love, have you heard from your maid lately?" He inquired as he lead her out into the sunlight. He glanced up, checking quickly on the wind speed and the likelihood of clouds. He did not want this day to be ruined for any reason. Today was Sylvia's day. it had to be perfect.

"If I remember correctly," He added thoughtfully, taking a second as if to search his memory. "I believe you are the most beautiful woman in the world." Aranhil grinned at his wife, then slid his arm around her waist. "And I never remember anything incorrectly." He smirked, kissing her gently. "Come, I know a good place to eat lunch." Serious again, he inquired, "What have you been learning lately, my love? I was informed that lessons were going well. Just not what your lessons are. I hope they're not trying to change you too much. I mean, I know you're an elf and all, but I like you how you are."
I've only got three more practices, though, before the demonstration.
Demo team went well today. ^.^ It's really starting to look like a demonstration. I'm so proud of my students. One or two who need some work on certain things, but, well, it's looking good. ^.^
I think I've turned Aranhil into a clueless, loveable oaf. xD

Completely random, I don't like the ad at the top of the forum, I don't think. I don't mind the ones down lower, but I don't like it up there. Mine keeps loading a few seconds after the rest of the site, so if I go to click on a link up there, it suddenly drops on me, and I'm suddenly clicking the add. >.>
Aranhil smiled and kissed her gently. He had no problems showing her affection in front of his subjects. He actually preferred when they saw him acting affectionate with his wife. He wanted them to see, and to understand, that there would be no more hatred between dragons and elves. They were allies now. And, he hoped, if they saw him kissing his wife enough, it was less likely that she would become someone's snack.

"Thank you, ladies." Aranhil flashed a charming smile at the kitchen maids. "If my brother were still here, I would have suggested going to visit him, and informing him that I have sent you there for a special thank you. Perhaps when he gets back." He laughed softly, turning and taking his wife's hand. Honestly, he did not believe Emera and River would be going anywhere.

As far as Aranhil was concerned, his brother was infatuated. There was a girl who wasn't throwing herself at him, and who wasn't ugly, or related to him. River wasn't use to women who said no. He was infatuated, and obsessed, and as soon as he ether got to bang her, or got to see that there were hundreds of girls, just like her, and that she was not so special after all, he would be over her. He was positive that Aranhil would be back to his normal, womanizing ways, before too long. He just had to wait for his brother to return home.

The basket was in his left hand. His right was on Sylvia's waist. With his arm wrapped gently around her, Aranhil lead his pretty wife out of the castle. "Come, my love. We shall find a spot in the woods to enjoy our day together." He suggested, a bright smile directed her way. "Did you have anything in mind that you especially wanted to see, or to do? Perhaps you would prefer a meadow, where you can pick flowers? Or the deep woods, so you can watch the animals? I promise I will keep you safe, no matter where we shall be."
Hey! Sorry, sorry, I'll post this evening. I promised myself no posts until after I filled out an application or two.
Anyway, how have you been?
I do really well at writing all the exciting, interesting parts. It's connecting them together and making it a story, not just a bunch of exciting excerpts that I'm bad at.
Well of course. Isn't that the point of writing?
^.^
Because every morning when I wake up, my dad screams, 'It's ALIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIVE!'

though, that miiight be commentary on how late I sleep in. d:
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