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[avelina bowne]

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”Stop! Stop it right now! You just bathed!” Avelina stood in the middle of the road, wine bottle in hand, dressed from head to toe in a soaking wet robe, yelling to the mass of men running around her dueling. She took a long sip from the bottle of wine and turned to Yasamin shaking her head with a huge grin. ”My my my.” One of the men took a rather nasty fall causing Avelina to laugh hysterically at the clumps of mud now matted to his face.

”So much for trying to clean them up!” She giggled and looked to Yasamin. The soaking wet robe whipped around her body, flinging water everywhere, as Avelina spun in circles. She held the wine bottle high above her head and giggled. Yasamin watched her with an interested expression and then, she too, began to spin.

The weight of the wet robe pulled down against Avelina’s tiny body and after much spinning found itself caught beneath her feet. The heavy cloth tripped her clumsy feet and she flew forward towards the ground, but luckily Yasamin broke her fall. Both women fell into the ground, dropping their wine bottles. An explosion of laughter broke from their lips as they scurried to save their wine.

They looked to each other, mud splashed in their hair, grass on their robes and nodded reading the others mind. The clashing of metal, spells and strength was a loud noise that seemed to follow them. Standing up, they looked towards the body of water and giggled.

”To bathing!”

Yasamin lifted her bottle of wine high, following Avelina’s toast.

”Yes,” she giggled.”To bathing!”

They both swallowed as much wine as possible and cast their bottles aside. Avelina held out her hand and found it quickly met by Yasamin’s. They rushed towards the water and with a quick intake of air they leaped off the bank to begin, yet another, bath.