A Bad StartGreen peppers had seemed like an obvious alternative. They were the same color as apples, after all As a rule, PDQ gave most green things a rather wide berth when it came to his own meals, so it probably shouldn't have surprised him that he'd made a mistake.He slumped against the moldy dungeon wall and kicked his leg to make the shackles sing. They were rusty, but most of the iron down here was. The damp was wreaking havoc on his nose and throat. Calling the king Adelbert the Fair was definitely a misnomer then. If PDQ ever learned to write, he would have to keep a record of correct history with fitting names. Adelbert the Ven
Dice VignetteSunlight seeped in through the curtains like spilled tea through a cheap tablecloth. I covered my eyes and cursed the blanket for being too thin. I could count my fingers through them. I had five. Maybe it was cheating, since I knew that coming in.Anyway, that meant it was cold, sun or not. There was another blanket at my feet, but I was too comfortable even to nudge it upwards with my feet. I could hear someone moving around downstairs, dishes and water mingling loudly in the kitchen. I'd missed breakfast.I sat up and pouted at my bare feet, preparing for a good private sulk. Then I remembered where I was and my mouth twisted int
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