Mac Rose

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“If you don’t wish to use the bucket, I can always escort you to the privy. Perhaps you’ve had enough of humility for now.” I turn to leave my chambers when I hear a scraping sound and as I turn around to see what it is, I’m met with a bucket full of water right to my face, drenching me. I close my eyes and let it cascade over me, spitting some out. Then I wipe my sopping hair off my face and give the princess a pointed look. She’s holding the empty bucket in her hands, eyes wild, chest heaving with breath. “Perhaps I needed a freshening up too,” I tell her, spitting out another bit of water. ...more
A Ship of Bones & Teeth
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