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Elara chuckled at her, watching as the girl took the food before feeding a bite to Varys, the wolf trailing after her before hopping up on the bed and curling up. |
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Sage leaned against the counter with a sort of grin as he watched Liz and the wolf interact. She'd grown up so fast..... It seemed like just yesterday she was just a baby. |
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Elara took out another piece of paper, quickly writing a long letter to someone. The quill scratched against the paper with each stroke, it's ink eventually taking place in neat loops on it. |
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Sage moved to sit down next to Liz, talking quietly to her as she yapped about random things while she ate. Her topics went from one thing to the next to the next, and he just went along with it, a small smile on his face. |
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Elara glanced over at the two, smiling softly before continuing on the letter. Once it was done, she folded it neatly and stood, figuring she could ship the letter the next time she was in town. |
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Sage glanced back over at elara when she stood up, humming softly. "When are you planning to go to town next," he asked. "If you're willing to wait a few days, I'd like to come with and bring Liz," he added. She'd never been at town where she was old enough to really remember much. |
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She nodded at his request, glad he'd be able to go. "I can wait until you're healthy enough, and i'm sure Liz will enjoy it too." Elara mused, Varys perking his head up. |
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Sage nodded with a grin. "Good," he mused lightly. "I'd like to show her around a town," he added. He'd be alright in a few days, so he was glad she was willing to wait a few days. |
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"I really just have to go get some letters and such shipped, so, they can wait." Elara said, taking the letter back out of her pocket and reading it once more. |
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Sage nodded. "If you want to ship them now, go do it," he noted. "We can still take a shopping trip in a few days," he added. There wasn't any reason they couldnt do both. Besides, if she was contacting her brother or whoever else she wanted to stay in touch with, it was a good thing, he supposed. |
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