Honeysuckle Morning #writephoto

Fantasy, Romance

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Honeysuckle Morning (213 Words)

“I thought I might find you here.”

Llwan raised his head. His mouth crooked when he saw her and he raised his flask in a half-salute. Gina sat beside him. She took the flask from his loose grip and sniffed.

“Honeysuckle?”

“The best.” The elf moved so she could sit beside him. “It’s very bracing.”