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I knew’st well the rumours, the falsehoods that they spake. But I yearn’d for thee close at hand when my time was upon me. Thy very presence calm'd me so.

They denied me that.

Trusting not thy ways. Though I realised 'twas thy herbs that had won me his favour and thine elixir that made him sire.

I heard their infernal chatter beyond the chamber door as my bellows began. Of the witchcraft and trickery cooked between us. I wanted a spell to still their tongues. But first, I needed thy wortcunning to aid the delivery of their next King.

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    Neville Hunt over 2 years ago

    I've learnt a new wort! A fascinating glimpse into the herbaceous world.

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    Lisa Williams over 2 years ago

    Ha! Thank you X

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    Drew Martyn over 2 years ago

    Ive read this a few times now and love it more every time - the use of language is superb and the air of threat hanging over it all is very well done :)

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    Lisa Williams over 2 years ago

    Thank you! Do v much enjoy writing like that X

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