A Spot of Hogswatch Trouble, Pt. 2

[scots_wolf]

[[from here]]

The next morning, Urquhart awakes to fine bed-linen and the unique shade of cool bright light that promises a sunny, snowy day outside.

He lifts his head, pulling his long blond hair free from the pillow where it had remained as it was, tangled from last night, while he'd been sleeping.

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She giggles as they open the door to find Moist relaxing in his dressing down and he looks up and nods,

"Oh good, breakfast. I hope you haven't started selling off things with your gossiping, Hamish."

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"No, I haven't," Urquhart says, sighing, and winking at the maid.

Brat.

He puts the try on the table and pours tea.

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Moist nods and watches the maid with a clear sense of interest but projecting that he has no idea what to do next.

She wiggles her rear at him as she sets out the meal and grins at Urquhart.

[scots_wolf]

Urquhart pinches her behind and gives Moist an arrogant grin.

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So Moist sighs as the maid turns to leave and asks,

"Are you going to the ball, sir?"

[scots_wolf]

Urquhart raises his eyebrow in mock-ignorance, and shrugs at Moist.

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"Oh yes, yes, so many guildmasters to meet and I must find a wife,"

He sighs and takes a long drink of tea.

[scots_wolf]

The maid turns around and looks at Moist, then hurries away with the trays to share that juicy bit of gossip with everybody.

The spoiled brat needs a wife! And everybody knows somebody suitable with a daughter.

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As soon as the door's shut, Moist chuckles,

"What did you tell them down there?"

[scots_wolf]

"That you ought to be spanked," Urquhart says. "And that I'll tell them the secret stollen recipe from the secret valley we're from."

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"Spanked, that's a new one. I'm sure they must be eating out of your hand then."

[scots_wolf]

"And licking my fingers," Urquhart grins, sitting down at the table and pouring himself some tea as well.

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"Oh yes and now the maids will be telling the ladies' maids that I'm looking for a wife. Tonight will be fun. Perhaps I should go buy a new tie for the occasion."

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"You can buy a tie, and I'll go make stollen with the kitchen staff," Urquhart says.

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"Then we'll meet up and look dashing at the ball,"

Moist offers him a piece of ham with a grin.

[scots_wolf]

Urquhart eats it from his fingers, like a very tame wolf.

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"Tasty?"

He strokes Urquhart's mouth as he picks up another piece of ham.

[scots_wolf]

"Oh yes," Urquhart says. "They make excellent ham here, you're right."

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"Of course. I know where to find quality."

[scots_wolf]

"You do," Urquhart smiles, starting to peel a nice imported orange.

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Moist smiles and leans over to kiss Urquhart, "As do you."

[scots_wolf]

"I found you, after all," Urquhart smirks. "And we both found Saffron."