Monday, April 4, 2011
The tavern was loud and boisterous. Ramji wasnt sure what the reason was for celebrating but Guunnar was certainly making the most of it. The mead was flowing freely as well as the bawdy jokes and comments about some of the shifter girls that were flirting with him.
Star had come downstairs after settling Mera in with Alises children and Chloe with their nanny. She pulled on Lailas hand, “Come dance with me...”
The two girls and Mya had been laughing and dancing when Mya let out a small screech startling Laila into stopping. Mya had been sitting on Lailas shoulder and gotten herself tangled in the mass of curls. Laila and Star started to laugh and Mya just had to overdramatize the whole event, hanging to one side, yelling, “Save Mya, save Mya.”
Laila and Star were laughing so hard their efforts at disentangling Mya were largely ineffective. The harder they laughed, the more tangled she became.
“Hair like crazy ribbon, Mya trapped...”
Raina stands, laughing and yells, “I'll get a scissors...”
Lailas hands fly up to her hair, “Nooo... you cant cut my hair!”
Mya is laughing now too, “Yes! Cut! Free Mya, free Mya...”
Laila was completely overcome with giggles, and Ramji smiles as he watches their antics. His eyes go dark with desire when he admires the sight of Laila wearing the dress she and Thea had picked out earlier. A sleeveless top with small ruffles down the front and the skirt snug around her hips and bottom in various cascading shades of blue. She had on the jewelry he had given her and the dressing to her hand was much smaller now, since she only had a few stitches across the palm remaining. Ramjis thoughts wander to bending Laila over a table and hiking up that skirt when his daydream is interrupted by Keons approach and a hand to his back.
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