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The Resurgent Dream wrote:Queen Gwendolyn was enjoying the more intimate Midsummer with her immediate family. She had joined the Empress in her weaving, flowers for the ladies and oak leaves for the gentlemen. Then she joined the others out by the bonfires when they were first lit, taking her husband's hand and watching her children marvel at them. Charles, unsurprisingly, wanted to attempt to leap one. It took something of an effort to persuade him he was too young.
'Next year?' he asked hopefully.
'Soon enough,' she evaded.
'Ok. Next year,' he said again, apparently thinking it settled. Gwendolyn shot her husband an amused look at Helena stirred in her father's arms.
'I'm glad the Emperor decided on a quieter celebration this year,' she commented. Despite her words, however, she looked wistfully up at the sky. Then she glances back to some of the dancers. 'Were we really that young so recently?'
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