Fairytales Slashed by Megan Derr EPUB & PDF – eBook Details Online
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Sweat streamed down his forehead and Dagger irritably wiped it away
on his already damp and grimy sleeve. He gave the sword he was working
on another look, then went back to pounding.
Another hard hour of labor later and he set the blade aside, then took
care of his tools. Striding to the bucket in the corner of the smithy, he took
several deep swallows and then dumped the rest of the water over his
head.
It was hot. Summer at its peak and being stuck inside the smithy was
not his preferred method of dealing with the heat.
Untying his hair, he raked it back into some semblance of order and
reed the thong. Thick and black, it only added to his misery. He really
should cut it and accept his lot, but gentlemen wore their hair long.
Sighing, determined not to ruin his day further by dwelling on the stupid
facts of his sorry life, Dagger looked over the work waing for him and
pondered what to do next.
He didn’t want to do any of it, not really, but he would. Maybe some of
the tools next, so he could finish his day working on the swords. Nodding,
decided, he headed back into the work area of the shop—
Only to be stopped by a cacophony of shoung and cheering, the sharp
tolling of the bells in the village square. A duel already? It was only midmorning. Rolling his eyes, suspecng he knew exactly who he would see in
the dueling circle, Dagger snatched up a cleaning cloth and scrubbed at his
hands and face as best he could as he walked down the street to the village
square.
As he had expected, Epee stood in the far right corner, the morning
sunlight bringing out the threads of red in brown hair. Opposite him was
Lord Sharp. Dagger rolled his eyes again. Honestly, these two never
seemed to re of trying to kill each other.
He narrowed his eyes as they fought, shaking his head slightly at Epee’s
slipping defense, but Lord Sharp was too hasty, as always. Their fights were
becoming predictable. He would have to tell Epee so.
The bruise just below his le eye throbbed, a reminder of the last me
he’d voiced such an opinion within range of his stepfather’s hearing, and
Dagger made a mental note to tell Epee about his slipping defense before
they returned to the house.
Yesterday Lord Sharp had won. Today, Epee took it. Dagger clapped for
his stepbrother, smiling faintly when Epee finally noced him. Before he
could moon Epee forward, to speak about his defense, his stepbrother
was called away by another.
Oh, it was his stranger, Tan, he’d always called himself. Dagger knew
nothing about him, save he was a noble and knew how to use the sword
slung so casually at his le hip. Very fine hips, those, on a very fine body.
Light brown hair, just long enough to be fashionable. Handsome features; if
not for the smile he’d be rather stern looking. Simple, elegant clothes.
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