#cringworthy

Voice meme4: Sing a song verse

I hope you’re happy anon... >:

PRELUDE: Sin

They had stopped for a brief rest at a small village half way between Amphipolis and Athens for a late lunch. Their search for the young warlord had only been frustrating. The villain had managed to stay one step ahead of them for months now, despite their intimate knowledge of this newest scourge on the Grecian countryside. The nearly constant harassment by bounty hunters and glory seekers hadn't helped much either.

"One last quest and we can retire," the partners kept telling each other. "Soon we can be together on the farm and helping out at the inn." Doing good for so many years had been very rewarding, but the many battles had taken their toll. Although still young in years, their bodies had not remained so. "Better to quit on top than in the grave," the poet had told her long time companion many times on this last adventure.

"Easy for you to say, you'll always be a storyteller" she replied as the pair sat in the corner of the village tavern. Blue eyes laughed merrily and continued to eat. The warrior replied, "What am I supposed to do? Not much use for a beat up old gal like me these days."

"You do have many skills," blue eyes filled with affection.

The warrior laughed, "I didn't think you'd let me share those with just anyone, but if you're feelings have changed...." The warrior began to stand slowly with a wry grin on her face.

The poet grabbed her hand, "Oh shut up and sit down. You know what I meant."