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Chuami spluttered and lost half a mouthful of the dark amber liquid she kept in her hip flask to the soil.
“My what?!”
When her laughter finally died out, she picked up a stick and poked at the fire with it while she thought.
“It was pretty bad.” she admitted, laughter threatening her calm again, “My memory is pretty foggy, but I remember there was… some party, or something? Really big, fancy party, you know?”
A lot of marble, a lot of fresh cut flowers and a heavy emphasis on candlelight for its similarity to sunlight, only on a smaller, more intimate scale. She had stuck out like a sore thumb, though she couldn’t remember quite why. Maybe it was her clothes. She wore black, as usual, while the host and his children wore white and gold, even the pretty youngest girl who hated these parties; and so everyone else wore it as well.
“I think I was about thirteen.” she continued as she fought to recall details through the ever-present fog that clouded her early memories, “I had my eye on the lord of the houses’ older boy, to be honest, but once I’d spoken to him a little…” she shook her head and laughed. “He was crazy. I liked him, but he felt like a brother or something.”
Then what? Ahhh, yes.
“They had staff…”
It must have been a fancier place than I remembered.
“To cut a long story short, I got bored and pulled one of the serving boys into the kitchens. It was terrible, and he had no excuse. He was older than me and really ought not to have allowed himself to be taught by a younger lady.”
She paused. Turning to look Sieglinde in the eye, she assumed an expression of pure horror.
“It was like… kissing a squid.”
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