The Pride of Tirnanog

"Maaadi! He's doin' bad things again, tá!" Alistar yelled.

( a very short one. bren gleefully raising the bar on the terrible twos. or twenties. whatever. )

more bebe!brenan. this one follows right after the last. oh, and that was the first.

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Delande found that old habits died hard; the child in her had the excuses ready, as she hurried into the hall in which Lugh was more sprawled, by her way of looking at it, than properly reclined--he'd given up sitting on the throne in favor of sitting on the steps at the foot of it and using the seat as a small table to hold a cup and wineskin; his cloak and shirts and sashes everywhere, his hair in disarray above the gold coronet, and a pipe to his mouth. She took a moment to simply look at him, and smile, before she spoke.

( Did I miss anything exciting? )

[n.b.: originally posted here.]

some little while after the first; or possibly longer. time is funny thing, on the isle.

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Lilith had somehow managed to gather up most of their attention entirely for herself, ( like a greedy child offered a handful of sweets. )