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"Aye, sir that i do, and do you good sir come seekin attention often by quite alone maidens?" She only answered to get a reation of any sort out of the irritation man who would bother her at this time....She noticed that as she spoke he hung on to every word like it was an intoxicating wine that few could possess and he was the possesser...Blushing he spoke in hushed tones..."n..no I don't seek out quite alone maidens often and not as beautiful as thee ither..." His flattery was pale in comparsion to the other sweet talkers that she had meet, but she wouldn't let her guard down, yet he was, a stranger to this place as far as she was concered he was seeming far better then any of the others she'd seen... She looked into the water and for a breif moment thought she saw a flicker of a torch...startaled looked up and around seeing nothing.
He noticed a panic look spread acrossed her face as she peared into the water of the fountain. It scared him to see her look frightingly about looking for some unseen attacker as it were, but then a calmness spread about her and she was fine...
Noticing that he mustive noticed what she had done went quitely without word, back to the inn where she had took a break from working at. She hoped quitely to herself that he wouldn't follow and cause any scene. She heard him call out something but it was so soft she doubted that she heard anything at all...
He softly called for her to wait but it was lost in the wind and she must've never heard him....He was disapointed to watch her leave but he feard that he would cause too much of a scene for even his own liking...

On a fine bright summer day there was a young girl. Siting at the fountain dress of common spun wool flowing in the light breeze the only other thing next to the water that was a reprive of the summer heat. Her hand disturbs the water. Her thoughts driven like stone.
He watches, waits. To him she is of such beauty, she could drive him to lose him self in such a bountiful blossm. eek unnoticed boldness seeps through him unlike any before, one might think lust but no its not. Her beauty to him is like the fountain shes siting on. Beautiful yet could probley beat him in seriveing the decades. rolleyes her eyes slowly left as she notices him.
She notices a tall dark sadow the kind from men who would wander too close. slowly she looks up at him wondering what this man could want. Hes handsome but what his eyes are what draw her. his eyes. deep and intruding they penitrate all her body (kinda like xray vision) to what lies benith HER. "sir must you stand in such heat, please sit and enjoy the refreshment of this here fountain." she spoke only out of courtesy what she would have like to have said was more get the flaming tar out of my sun light shadow maker. His voice seem to irritate her nerves, with shaking hands she dipped them back into the water creating ripples.
He watched her take her trembling hands and place them in the water. He then sat, wondering if he be to bold to speak to her here. Yes he could he decided and took action. "Miss do you come to this fountain often?" he spoke uncertain of her answer. Would she reply?