Rings of Honor

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(Hours earlier.) The fork clattered to the floor, spilling a mess of peas onto the table, rolling in scattered agitation. The young lady stared blankly at the man at the end of the table. “Father?!” Green dots scuttled away from their point of impact to pepper the dark wooden slats around the girl. ...

The door to a room on the upper floors burst open and a slim girl hurried through. Her hair, just past her shoulders, was a deep golden blonde, mussed and ruffled. Barefoot, she wore naught but an ankle-length, long-sleeved cream chemise, loose at her shoulders. "Father, I cannot!" she beg...