Forty three
Deni looked inside the cutter's cottage, walked on to the last hut, the tannery, and was just peeking inside when she was given a mighty shove from behind. She was so startled by the sudden attack, she fell forward to her knees. The door slammed shut on her soft gasp of disbelief. There weren't any windows in the hut. It was as dark as night inside. She whispered an unladylike expletive as she began to feel around the earthen floor for the flowers she'd dropped. She assumed the wind had pushed the door forward and she just hadn't gotten out of the way in time. She gave up trying to find the flowers in the dark, stood up, and brushed the dirt off her skirt. Alaric would certainly think she was as awkward as a new foal if he could see her now, she thought to herself. She still hadn't ca
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