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Love is a Battlefield

Here’s my current short!

Slink Chunk Press

by Romana Guilotte 

A long stalk of lumber was thrown over the wall and missed Edwin’s face only by a
fraction. It did, however, hit the lowly man below him, which had been all the better really, he was far too pushy up the ladder. Some might say that was a good quality to have while invading a castle, the hastiness. Edwin believed it lead to sloppiness.

Another log. It was small enough to bat out of the way, and he saw the man who threw it
this time. Their eyes locked, but Edwin told himself he was not to fall in love. Not again. Not even for a blond. He would not fall for such luscious locks and piercing blue eyes.
The moment passed and a snarl met both of their faces.
Determined, Edwin advanced up the ladder, only to have the man ahead of him face one of

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