Just when you thought there were no more Orkneys

[lovingknight]

...oh wait, another one

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[floweredknight]

...and is summarily POUNCED by a moderately ecstatic elder brother. "Thou!"

[lovingknight]

He grins. "Who else? But what dost thou here? Where are we?"

[floweredknight]

"A magic place -- I know not. Our mother is here!"

[lovingknight]

"...are we in Faerie?" Not that he, strictly speaking, believed in it until just now.

[floweredknight]

"She says not, but it is like to that." Florence hesitates, and decides not to tell his brother Melou's theory. "Mother of God, I'm glad thou'rt come."

[lovingknight]

He chuckles, smiling. "Well, it's a wonder thou hast not bored thyself t'death without me."

[floweredknight]

"Nay, not quite," with the mild, easy amusement that has been so little in evidence since he arrived. "Hast not yet broke thy neck without me--"

[lovingknight]

"Well, not for lack of trying."

[floweredknight]

"That I believe." Florence grins, and hugs him again.

[lovingknight]

"Ah, come. What dost thou, in this strange place?"

[floweredknight]

"Fish and fetch wood, for the most part," he says cheerfully. (And collect gossip for Ragnelle, but never mind that.)

[lovingknight]

He blinks. "...really." He does not sound thrilled with the prospect.

[floweredknight]

Florence laughs. "Ay. Well, someone must."

[lovingknight]

"Is there aught else to be done?" He's not much of a fisherman.