Age of Faith

Chapter 42

“Mrs Ann!You coming?" Grateful her menstruation was over, a treatment that would slow her down, Annyn soon caught up with Beatrix. "There's Gaenor!" Beatrix pointed to a stand that showcased trinkets. Keep chasing to the right and stop next to her sister. Agree if I pair this at the end of my belt?" Gaenor showed them the little silver bells he was going to handle.

Anin laughs. "Again or not, do you want everyone to know before your arrival?" Gaenor looked at his nose. "I don't think so, but it's amazing." He shocked them and sprinkled the air with a sweet note. Annyn knocked on the bottom bell. "Maybe you can put it on your horse's bridle.""That's me going!"Gaenor looked at the red-cheeked fat lady behind the table."How much is the bell?"“Three shillings, Madam.

And a good offer for it.”Gaenor opened his wallet."Three?"Annyn put the put on Gaenor's hand.“A good offer?surely you're kidding, dear lady.The woman is laying on her hips."I wasn't. Their bells are worth twice as much. This is the help I do by selling it very cheaply." Ignoring Gaenor's outcry, Annyn took it from her. "We don't need that kind of help."He put it on the table, caught Gaenor's arm, and threw her out "But I want her," the young woman shouted. "And you'll get it" sizzled Annyn. "He will?" Beatrix asked, chasing them."By counting one.. two ..." "How much will you pay?"the woman called.

Annin turned around."Don't you agree one shilling is fair?"And that is."One?!"Anin sighed."Come, miss, tell us yes or no, because there are ribbons and cloth and meat pies to buy.""All right, one, but know that you took from my babies' mouths."Gaenor ran back, pressed a coin on the woman's palm, and her jewelry."And for you, Miss?"The seller peeked towards Annyn.“Isn't there something you want to steal from this poor old lady?”Annyn observes the offering and chooses a ring.It's too big, belongs to.." "How much will you pay?" the woman called. Annin. "Do you disagree that one shilling is fair?" And that is. "One?!" Anin sighed. "Come, miss, tell us yes or no, because there are ribbons and cloth and meat pies to buy." "Well, one, but know that you take from the mouths of my babies." Gaenor ran back, pressed a coin in the woman's hand, and took her jewelry. "And for you, Miss?" The salesman peered over at Annyn. "Is there nothing you want to steal from this poor old lady?"Annyn observes the offering and chooses a ring. It's too big, belonging to.." "How much will you pay?" the woman called. Annin. "Do you disagree that one shilling is fair?" And that is. "One?!" Anin sighed. "Come, miss, tell us yes or no, because there are ribbons and cloth and meat pies to buy." "Well, one, but know that you take from the mouths of my babies." Gaenor ran back, pressed a coin in the woman's hand, and took her jewelry. "And for you, Miss?" The salesman peered over at Annyn. "Is there nothing you want to steal from this poor old lady?"Annyn observes the offering and chooses a ring.

It's too big, belongs to Do you disagree one shilling is fair?" And that is. "One?!" Anin sighed. "Come, miss, tell us yes or no, because there are ribbons and cloth and meat pies to buy." "Well, one, but know that you take from the mouths of my babies." Gaenor ran back, pressed the coin on the woman's palm, and took her jewelry. "And you, Miss?" The salesman peered over at Annyn. “Is there nothing you want to know from this poor old lady?”Annyn observes the offering and chooses a ring. It's too big, belongs to Do you disagree one shilling is fair?" And that is. "One?!" Anin sighed. "Come, miss, tell us yes or no, because there are ribbons and cloth and meat pies to buy." "Well, one, but know that you take from the mouths of my babies." Gaenor ran back, pressed the coin on the woman's palm, and took her jewelry. "And you, Miss?" The salesman peered over at Annyn. “Is there nothing you want to know from this poor old lady?”Annyn observes the offering and chooses a ring.

It's too big, it belongs to, okay, one, but know that you took it from my babies' mouths." Gaenor ran back, pressed the coin on the woman's palm, and took her jewelry. "And you, Miss?" The salesman peered over at Annyn. “Is there nothing you want to steal from this poor old lady?”Annyn observes the offering and chooses a ring. It's too big, it belongs to, okay, one, but know that you took it from my babies' mouths." Gaenor ran back, pressed the coin on the woman's palm, and took her jewelry. "And you, Miss?" The salesman peered over at Annyn. “Is there nothing you want to steal from this poor old lady?”Annyn observes the offering and chooses a ring. It was too big, belonging to

a guy like that, but he likes his design.

He slipped it easily into his thumb and observed the mini sword wrapped around completely, the tip of his sword meeting the hilt.“Now it's worth three shillings.”"That?"exciting Beatrix.“But if the bell is not—” “Hush, Beatrix,” Gaenor hoarse and urge his sister towards the next stands."Do we agree with the price?"anin asked.The woman nodded foolishly."Aye, and .. good for the bargain."From the contents of her little wallet, Annyn pulled the coins.“For your babies, dear miss.”A smile rose on the woman's face."Thanks to you, my lady."When Annyn turned her head, wanting to once again stare at the training ground and the man who had the right to swing the sword, to defend the family and the house, to make a choice, to be free.

All his misfortune except he brought himself from Lavonne when they left Stern.Unfortunately, the selfish will succeed, because the Barony of Aillil and his people will be lost because of Henry's wishes if he does not return, she was their woman.By being very resigned, Annyn tried to overcome the market to catch the clang sword on the sword.It was there, it was there, but it is too difficult to hold.If only he could lift the sword one last time before chained his hands and feet to the duty of a woman.“Lady Ann!”As he watched where they were waiting for him, he considered the narrow silver ribbon on his thumb.

Such a thing he had never worn, although his mother had left some jewelry for him.It felt strange, and when he accompanied Gaenor and Beatrix in the market, he was, he twirled the ring.And craved the training field.Will he take the opportunity to take a photo of himself?Garr wondered as he chose the person whose laughter had reached him when he stopped to quench his thirst, annyn laughed again when a magic player bounced a nose ball to his chin and back again.

Moments later, the man and Annyn lead the clapping on his antics.Then he steps onto the platform, reaches into his wallet, and drops a coin in the palm of his hand.For someone who must prepare to escape, the, he seemed unconcerned about having enough coins to travel forward.And the coins he commanded wherever he went.television he did not go.

After all, after knowing the privilege all her life, perhaps she had decided to marry Lavonne was better than knowing an existence that would definitely belong to her if she found herself from Stern.

Garr caught the bodyguard's punch above his head, sent his opponent's sword out from its tip, then aimed his sword as if to separate the young man's head from his shoulder. Warren retaliated with overwhelming strength and speed, their sword clash sending pain in his master's arm. Although the guard was more than capable in the sword, today he excelled beyond Garr's expectations.

But it seemed like Annyn's presence was irresponsible, the young man remained true to the mistakes made. Gan, then? The beatrix? There was nothing pleasant, and Garr let his sword express his displeasure with an upward thrust that made Warren's sword fly. "it has been lost, he pulled his tunic that was stuck on his shoulder to his hip. If he's in Wulfen, he'll remove it, but not in Stern, especially on market days. Now for Abel.

He turned around, but it was Annyn who looked into his eyes. The veil that could be removed from the shaved hair, the sword in hand, he advanced. This, then, murmur. As for Abel, face to the side to hide a smile. He could have stopped it. Garr gritted his teeth. What has become so about being a woman that Annyn can't be a woman? Has no one ever told her about the boundaries between the genders?

Trying to look calm, he lowered his sword and leaned his weight on the handle. "Take yourself out of my training field, Miss Annyn." Still he came, greatly entertaining their audience. He stopped in front, pierced the dense ground with the tip of his sword, and placed both of his hands on the hilt. A strange sight, especially with her sleeves down half of her skirt. Before Garr could summon any harsh words, a silver glint shone from his left hand.

On his thumb was a ring he had never seen, which was made for men. does he want Lavonne— as a peace offering? Or did he buy the jewelry for himself? "Cross swords with me, Mr. Wulfrit." Feeling his breath hot through his nostrils, Garr bit, "I say again—" "Surely you're not afraid I'll beat you?" His words made the others gasp. "After all, I'm just a woman." A woman who refuses to behave as one. "Yes, and women don't cross swords." Eyebrows soaring. “Only when dressing as a male, hmm?” As the people around them chuckled, Garr glared past him and growled deeper to find someone else approaching Dan on the wall, the gunmen leaned over the body of the fort to watch which Annyn said was made of them.If he did not start this soon, everyone in the market would soon see. "Although you're a woman" she said, "You're a woman. Thus, you can no longer violate the name Wulfrit.” He poked his chin towards the wagon. "Give back the sword." "Lesson ten, Mr. Wulfrit." She takes her attitude. "with anyone but a boy, Lady Annyn.”“Not more, hm?Pity, because you rarely buy other injuries.”He sighed.“Now for the third lesson: act when act.”He swung his sword high.

When his sword was exposed to the sunlight, Garr reflexively raised his sword to deflect the blow."Cups!"he screamed as he found his footing, but he fell on him again."Lesson fifteen," he growled, "do not place your head in the mouth of the wolf, Annyn Bretanne."He put all his shoulders behind the next swing and caught his sword near the hilt.Surprisingly, his injury was not too protesting.

Not surprisingly, the punch shattered the sword from the hand and created a stumble back.

Shouts rang out from the fence, further evidence that he had made them into players, no different from magicians.But no longer.However, Annyn developed another.As he moved to retrieve his sword, he lunged, but, clutching his arm, and pulling it."You're done," he rasped, "and, according to my words, the price you pay for this won't be small."He raised his chin."Lesson seven, don't swear that you can't keep."His words made his finger stumble over his anger.If it wasn't for him struggling to hold back the emotions that tempted him to throw it onto his field over his shoulder, he would have immediately taken it out of practice."As for this terrible treasure of yours ..."

He found his face.”...There must be a lesson too right?”One that he had learned a long time ago, and one that he tested too often.When he did not give an answer, he said, “Alright, I gave up."Looks like you're a better man."“The only man!”She tilted her head further back, catching the sunlight on her pretty face that was no longer bruised."Why are men so reluctant to share pleasure with women?""Not all the fun," she bites."Only those who become the domain of men."flashing.“You've never sewed a damned stitch, have you?Sitting in front of a boring loom?Wooing because the menu is irreplaceable?

Treated only as luggage?”He took a breath, and looked at the air at any time before dropping his chin.Here, then, the root of his defiance—knowledge that he would not only belong to men, but, but it also belongs to Geoffrey Lavonne who is likely to bruise her coin anyway dress up.Garr's anger subsides, but before she can claim victory over it, Annyn's head appears and she takes a deep breath.

He frowned."What lessons are told about hygiene?"He leaned towards her and sniffed.“Ah, yes, eleven.”Annyn's head appeared and she took a deep breath.She frowned."What lessons are told about hygiene?"He leaned towards her and sniffed.“Ah, yes, eleven.”Annyn's head appeared and she took a deep breath.She frowned."What lessons are told about hygiene?"He leaned towards her and sniffed.“Ah, yes, eleven.”