September 27th, 2005


Exile 09: Repast

RepastThe Doctor and Wolf found themselves seated at a table far from the Duke and Duchess. It seemed that political manoeuvring outranked acts of unintended heroism, but Wolf was much happier away from the circle of toadies and professional yes men.

The people sharing their table included a couple whose marriage was teetering on the edge of a messy public disintegration. The wife was a stunningly beautiful woman, with a voice that could cut glass and tongue as a vicious as a snake. Her husband was a quiet man, who the Doctor suspected would one day snap and strangle his wife in her sleep. Sometimes marriage was best seen as a spectator sport and, in this case, one that was viewed from a distance.

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15minuteficletsword #123: jubilant
pheralchallenge: whumping
Part of the Exile!verse and the Wolf&Declán!verse