She took a deep breath and sang,
accompanying herself on the lute.
Her voice was that of an angel.
Finn found himself caught in the
web she wove with her words, her song a soulful love ballad. Unable to shift
his gaze from her, he more than likely smiled like an idiot.
When she finished several
enchanting songs, she attempted to coax Archibald to sing along with her. He
refused, but Jamie volunteered and together they sang a merrier ditty about
four drunken warriors and one sassy wench.
~Dawn Marie
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