“Don’t even think about it, Longfury.” Halfrida came bustling back, throwing down her cleaning linen on the bartop and scowling at the man. “She’s much too young for you.” “That’s only exactly what we were discussing, Miss Morn! You never know when your progeny might walk through the door on a quest to find you, so it’s best to head off the worry right away and ask.” “That is not a common concern for most folk, even those who gallivant across the realm, so long as they keep it in their trousers!” “Well, now, where’s the fun in that?” The man’s grin never faltered, and in one swift move, he
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