bitchprince ([personal profile] bitchprince) wrote 2010-09-08 08:23 pm (UTC)

Re: Training Grounds, Later Sunday Morning

He slanted a sideways look her way. "I promised Francine I wouldn't let you drink," he said, vaguely.

Which was hard, in a Camelot where wine flowed fairly freely a lot of the time.

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