by Lord Bromley Meadows » Tue Dec 19, 2017 1:29 am
Bromley leaned back in his chair, “when I was much younger, and I still jousted in the lists, I was at the Festival of Roses all the way out at the Arbor. I thought Narelle was the most beautiful woman I’d ever laid eyes on. She was dancing the maypole the same afternoon I arrived.”
“I did everything I could think of to catch her eye, but it wasn’t until the joust that I finally succeeded. I was champion that year, and when it came time to crown the Queen of Love and Beauty, there was only one woman I could see.” He sipped his wine and cleared his throat, “that was before the fuss with Rhaegar and Lyanna, of course.”
“Well, I danced with Narelle after the feast that night. We were married within the year, and my father hosted a grand Festival of Roses here in Grassy Vale in celebration.” With solemnity, “don’t let love pass you by.”
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