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docksider, though his Lyndian brogue was thick. He was sailor, not a fucking pirate, and he
would remain so despite what his blood might be. Do you seek to burn my mother s tongue?
She wished for a bite despite my effort to buy her a bowl of the less spicy stew.
And so you should have looked for different fare. Only does she know Lyndian& Ow!
Jag slapped his hand over his arm as he stared down at his mother with widened eyes. You
pinched me.
Aye, indeed I did. Yell not at yer father. I wished for the bite and I shall have the bite.
But& You know not how hot& I sampled Southeastern fare the year prior and twas a
week before I could taste aught properly.
Lemon crossed her arms over her breasts and stared at her son, not saying anything.
Ma! Jag s mouth opened and closed several times before he found his voice. I know not
if I like this new guise. What& Ow! He rubbed the back of his head as he turned to look at
Rune. You hit me!
Twas a minor tap. Rune handed the bowl of stew to Lemon, uncertain what Jag s reaction
would be. In need ye were of having yer brain jarred back into place, to be speaking so to yer
mother.
Tis not normal her behavior.
That she wishes to experience new things is not normal? That she wishes to experience life
in a different way is not normal? Who are ye to say so, lad?
My mother she is, and this& this behavior, this way of speaking, is not how she is. You
come back into her life and now she speaks as a pirate, acts like a pirate. Soon twill not surprise
me if she starts lifting timetells.
Rune started laughing, bending over with his uncontrolled mirth.
Tis not funny.
Aye, my son, tis most humorous. Lemon snickered. Tis how I met yer father; I picked
his pocket. Came away with twelve gold debloos and a pack of playing cards. In the midst I was
of purchasing a pretty red ribbon and a mixing bowl for my mother when he found me. Twas
Ma s birthday and I wished to get her a present or two, but we had only funds for essentials that
month.
Rune finally stopped laughing and smiled at Lemon. Aye, and my heart. Ye forget ye stole
my heart.
Is all well? Jasper finally arrived. Her grandson was not having an easy time of whatever
was going on. She thought it a good thing that Rune and Lemon were confounding their child.
My son is of the impression that I act abnormally because I wish a bite of spicy stew.
Lemon reached over to pinch him again, but Jag moved away and glowered at her for such
offense. I wish for adventure, lad. Always have I desired it, to travel with yer father and see all
that was out in the world. I now have that opportunity and grasped it I have in strong fists with
nae plans to ever let go. Tis& tis unfair that ye would say such things to me after all the years I
have lived as Outcast. Her lower lip trembled, but she quickly stilled it. To prove her point, she
lifted a bite of stew to her mouth and ate it with relish.
That is until the heat of the pepper began sizzling upon her tongue. She bit her lips together,
trying to hide her reaction, but her eyes were wide and pupils tiny pinpricks. Dots of sweat broke
out along her forehead.
I warned ye twas too hot. The old man looked on worried. It was rare when those who
were warned did not yell at him. Shuffling about his stall he came back with a mug of milk.
Drink this, twill aid in cooling the fire.
Fine& I am fine. But Lemon grabbed the mug and drank it down. When Rune tried to take
the bowl of stew, she turned away keeping him from it. Did I not say I was fine. Twas a shock,
naught more. She returned the mug to the old man and just to be ornery took another bite of the
stew and another. It was very hot, but she was not minding the spice& very much, and was
grateful when the old man brought her another mug of milk.
Tis a fine woman ye have there, sir.
Rune s eyes were bright with both laughter and pride. Aye, the finest. Another bowl of the
five pepper. Methinks my limon drop wishes to keep that one. Oh, and a two pepper for my son.
Mayhap the spice will wake up his sense of adventure.
I enjoy adventure plenty! Jag grabbed the bread bowl from his mother and took a large
bite of stew, but then just as fast shoved it back into her hands and motioned to the old man to
please give him a mug of milk.
Aye, yer son he is, limon drop. Rune pressed a kiss to Lemon s forehead, hiding his smile.
Jasper shook her head, trying not to laugh. She thought it the finest day in the making. Her
son was happy; that was not a smile she had seen on his face in so very long. Go on ye two,
continue yer explorations, gladly will I pay for the stew; mayhap have a bowl of my own. It
smells most divine, sir. Though mayhap I will take a bowl of the two pepper as it has been some
time since last I sampled Southeastern fare.
CHAPTER 21
The sound of folks returning wormed its way into the gentle buzz of nothingness that Gin
floated upon, his glowmood slowly fading. He bolted upright from his spot on the floor,
dislodging Torin s arm, and started searching out his clothing.
No need is there to panic, pirate. If they wish aught from you they will knock upon the
door.
I& He looked at his lover and found him nigh laughing at him. Nae need is there to
laugh.
Am I not allowed to find you adorable?
Gin glowered as he scratched his chest and grumbled, Pirates are not adorable. They are
fearsome and dangerous, fierce.
And what of pirate children first learning to lift a timetell, are they not adorable? Fisting
his hand in Gin s hair, Torin pulled Gin s head down and kissed him. I will fuck you well this
eve.
Ye did that deliberately, he panted. Ye wished to make me forget ye called me adorable.
And yet here you still recall I said it. Torin kissed him again. And still you are adorable.
Gaining his feet, he found his clothing and dressed. He looked at Gin. Do you get dressed? In
need you are of seeing what your crew brought to the ship, yes?
Aye. But he stayed where he was, watching Torin dress. A roguish smile tilted up the
corners of his lips.
Is there a reason for staring?
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docksider, though his Lyndian brogue was thick. He was sailor, not a fucking pirate, and he
would remain so despite what his blood might be. Do you seek to burn my mother s tongue?
She wished for a bite despite my effort to buy her a bowl of the less spicy stew.
And so you should have looked for different fare. Only does she know Lyndian& Ow!
Jag slapped his hand over his arm as he stared down at his mother with widened eyes. You
pinched me.
Aye, indeed I did. Yell not at yer father. I wished for the bite and I shall have the bite.
But& You know not how hot& I sampled Southeastern fare the year prior and twas a
week before I could taste aught properly.
Lemon crossed her arms over her breasts and stared at her son, not saying anything.
Ma! Jag s mouth opened and closed several times before he found his voice. I know not
if I like this new guise. What& Ow! He rubbed the back of his head as he turned to look at
Rune. You hit me!
Twas a minor tap. Rune handed the bowl of stew to Lemon, uncertain what Jag s reaction
would be. In need ye were of having yer brain jarred back into place, to be speaking so to yer
mother.
Tis not normal her behavior.
That she wishes to experience new things is not normal? That she wishes to experience life
in a different way is not normal? Who are ye to say so, lad?
My mother she is, and this& this behavior, this way of speaking, is not how she is. You
come back into her life and now she speaks as a pirate, acts like a pirate. Soon twill not surprise
me if she starts lifting timetells.
Rune started laughing, bending over with his uncontrolled mirth.
Tis not funny.
Aye, my son, tis most humorous. Lemon snickered. Tis how I met yer father; I picked
his pocket. Came away with twelve gold debloos and a pack of playing cards. In the midst I was
of purchasing a pretty red ribbon and a mixing bowl for my mother when he found me. Twas
Ma s birthday and I wished to get her a present or two, but we had only funds for essentials that
month.
Rune finally stopped laughing and smiled at Lemon. Aye, and my heart. Ye forget ye stole
my heart.
Is all well? Jasper finally arrived. Her grandson was not having an easy time of whatever
was going on. She thought it a good thing that Rune and Lemon were confounding their child.
My son is of the impression that I act abnormally because I wish a bite of spicy stew.
Lemon reached over to pinch him again, but Jag moved away and glowered at her for such
offense. I wish for adventure, lad. Always have I desired it, to travel with yer father and see all
that was out in the world. I now have that opportunity and grasped it I have in strong fists with
nae plans to ever let go. Tis& tis unfair that ye would say such things to me after all the years I
have lived as Outcast. Her lower lip trembled, but she quickly stilled it. To prove her point, she
lifted a bite of stew to her mouth and ate it with relish.
That is until the heat of the pepper began sizzling upon her tongue. She bit her lips together,
trying to hide her reaction, but her eyes were wide and pupils tiny pinpricks. Dots of sweat broke
out along her forehead.
I warned ye twas too hot. The old man looked on worried. It was rare when those who
were warned did not yell at him. Shuffling about his stall he came back with a mug of milk.
Drink this, twill aid in cooling the fire.
Fine& I am fine. But Lemon grabbed the mug and drank it down. When Rune tried to take
the bowl of stew, she turned away keeping him from it. Did I not say I was fine. Twas a shock,
naught more. She returned the mug to the old man and just to be ornery took another bite of the
stew and another. It was very hot, but she was not minding the spice& very much, and was
grateful when the old man brought her another mug of milk.
Tis a fine woman ye have there, sir.
Rune s eyes were bright with both laughter and pride. Aye, the finest. Another bowl of the
five pepper. Methinks my limon drop wishes to keep that one. Oh, and a two pepper for my son.
Mayhap the spice will wake up his sense of adventure.
I enjoy adventure plenty! Jag grabbed the bread bowl from his mother and took a large
bite of stew, but then just as fast shoved it back into her hands and motioned to the old man to
please give him a mug of milk.
Aye, yer son he is, limon drop. Rune pressed a kiss to Lemon s forehead, hiding his smile.
Jasper shook her head, trying not to laugh. She thought it the finest day in the making. Her
son was happy; that was not a smile she had seen on his face in so very long. Go on ye two,
continue yer explorations, gladly will I pay for the stew; mayhap have a bowl of my own. It
smells most divine, sir. Though mayhap I will take a bowl of the two pepper as it has been some
time since last I sampled Southeastern fare.
CHAPTER 21
The sound of folks returning wormed its way into the gentle buzz of nothingness that Gin
floated upon, his glowmood slowly fading. He bolted upright from his spot on the floor,
dislodging Torin s arm, and started searching out his clothing.
No need is there to panic, pirate. If they wish aught from you they will knock upon the
door.
I& He looked at his lover and found him nigh laughing at him. Nae need is there to
laugh.
Am I not allowed to find you adorable?
Gin glowered as he scratched his chest and grumbled, Pirates are not adorable. They are
fearsome and dangerous, fierce.
And what of pirate children first learning to lift a timetell, are they not adorable? Fisting
his hand in Gin s hair, Torin pulled Gin s head down and kissed him. I will fuck you well this
eve.
Ye did that deliberately, he panted. Ye wished to make me forget ye called me adorable.
And yet here you still recall I said it. Torin kissed him again. And still you are adorable.
Gaining his feet, he found his clothing and dressed. He looked at Gin. Do you get dressed? In
need you are of seeing what your crew brought to the ship, yes?
Aye. But he stayed where he was, watching Torin dress. A roguish smile tilted up the
corners of his lips.
Is there a reason for staring?
I enjoy looking upon ye, is there aught wrong with such a thing? [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]