( rowena had been too busy rummaging around in his room to see what he was doing, looking over at him as the last of the dagger melds into shape, as if melting and reforming just in his hand. like magic.
she crosses quickly back to him, plucking it from his hands without comment and turning it over in hers. she doesn't know how he did it but it's gold, it would work )
Now we need to find it. ( though judging by the closer scream she was on her way
and she'll offer the dagger back to him ) I can trap her, you'll need to stab her.
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she crosses quickly back to him, plucking it from his hands without comment and turning it over in hers. she doesn't know how he did it but it's gold, it would work )
Now we need to find it. ( though judging by the closer scream she was on her way
and she'll offer the dagger back to him ) I can trap her, you'll need to stab her.
( she can't do both. have fun )