Landon sputtered indignantly as the woman pushed him into the stream. The cold and icy stream. As soon as he wasn't submerged in the water he started spewing insults and curses, all while the woman smirked with that lopsided smirk that seemed almost carved into her face. Her pipe was dangling from her lips, a thin line of smoke ringling from it.
"You need to wash up," she said conversationally, and dusted off her skirts. Landon gaped at her.
"Did you have to push me?" he asked angrily. Droplets of river water splattered on the dry rocks that lined the stream. She tutted at him, inhaling deeply from her pipe.
"You have been travelling with me for a week, boy. You stink worse than those bandits I saved you from," she said, and threw a small bundle at him. He caught it by pure reflex, and realized she had thrown a bar of oatsoap at him. It wasn't anywhere near as fancy as he, as a prince, was used to. But she did have a point. He did smell horrendous. The woman walked back to the camp they'd made, giving him some privacy as he washed up. He took off his clothes even though it was freezing, and washed those as well.
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200 words a day [drabble-ish]
RandomWanted to try out writing once every day, so I did. Some of these are from the same universe, but it really is random, you should know from the names :,) The tags are not for each chapter, it is more a promise of what is to come This is some snippet...
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