Chapter Eight

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Rowena's POV: The wedding dress

I walked swiftly out of the castle and into the square and ran to the Tailor's house just down the way at the end. I knocked and waited catching my breath.

His wife skinny young and carrying a child with brown eyes and brown hair she was in mid thirties her blonde hair pulled up and her blue eye's shined as she smiled.

"Ah my lovely Daughter to be Raven please child come in!"she ushered

I walked in. "Here let me take my little niece to be!"I said

"Of course seeing as in seven months you'll be having one of your own!"she laughed handing me the baby who laughed with glee too.

"How?"I ask shocked

"It's how peaky you've been as of late not as glowing, or colorful in the face or how thin you look as of late,or how you nibble sometimes! Like a wee hatchling!"she said

I blushed pink!

"The dress is in the room follow me!"she said basically dragging me into the room!

I laughed!

"Ok who is getting married me or you Mrs. Foster?" I asked

"Oh please, Raven do call me mom or Joan if you wish Mrs. Foster seems so formal!

"Um ok Joan this is getting a bit out of hand I'm two months pregnant and my wedding is so short coming up in a couple hours I just want to run away and make the wedding wait a bit longer!" I said panicked

My dear child you made the wedding wait for six months already because you was frightened away or because the war happened to hit here sit down child and I will tell you a story about my wedding!"Joan said

We sat on the bed she stuck the baby on the floor!

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