The Elf Princess

Sebeen shrugged her shoulders.

"I don't know. I was already for a fight with my Father and now I can't think of a thing to do. Funny that he gave up so easily, its not really his way when he has the upper hand but then again I am only judging from what he does with other people never with me"
 
Ashton thought for a moment, then smiled. "How about we go into town and buy some clothes for me."
 
Sebeen smiled, another forbidden thing to do.

"Yes, let us do that"

She stood up and walked over to him.

"Are you ready to go now"
 
Ashton nodded, then stood up slowly, and smiled. "We'll have to get my stuff from my bedroom, of course." He started up the stairs, planning on retrieving both his sword and his guns.
 
Sebeen watched Ashton hurry upstairs to get his things. She was happy he had come into her life. He brought excitment into her life. She waited patiently by the staircase thinking about the new adventure he was about to give her.
 
Ashton came back downstairs, adjusting the holsters that hung on his back, as well as sliding the sword into the sheath between them. Once he was ready, he headed towards her, smiling. "Pret a Portez, baby."
 
Sebeen smiled as Ashton came down the stairs. She watched him moved towards her. As he got to her he said something that she did not understand.

"What does that mean Ashton"
 
Ashton laughed. "It's French...one of the languages spoken where I'm from. It means Ready To Wear."
 
Sebeen still did not understand.

"Ready to wear what"

She looked at Ashton confused and he laughed.
 
Ashton laughed at the expression on her face. "It's an expression regarding clothes. Something that can be worn as is, like swimming trunks, is called ready to wear."
 
A little frown came to her face.

"Oh, what are swimming trunks, Ashton"

She still didnt understand why he had said that strange saying.
 
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