RotLC 023: Knife

Author’s Note: Yep, schedule flip. Also, my weird feet issues continued today. Why are my feet weird?

Disclaimer: Eira, her family, and all associated characters are mine but they are playing the sandbox created by the comic Hurrocks Fardel, now available on WebToons (it’s catching up to where we were, old pages are being redone so it is a consistent look). Whether any of this ends up canon depends entirely on the artist, but I’ll try to be consistent with what information they have provided. ^_^

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“Please tell me it’s a book or something,” Egor asked, though he had few hopes. 

Oline snorted. “If it was, your wife would confiscate it,” she joked. “I’ll save those for when she’s older.” 

Egor groaned, this fell firmly under the title of things he didn’t want to know. 

“I thought you’d already started her training,” Oline continued, ignoring his reaction. “So you’ll want to hang on to it until you are comfortable with her having it.” 

That…wasn’t good. He rose his brows at her back, noting she wouldn’t look at him. “It’s a knife, isn’t it?” 

“Ha, you wish.” 

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