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Dragonlance -- Mary Kirchoff - Kendermore
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. "Assuming you don't ob-
ject, that is," he added with a mischievous wink to Da-
maris.
"Damaris Metwinger -- your birthmate -- and I pro-
pose to become engaged, and to be married as soon as
possible. You're off the hook! Ha! What do you think of
thai!"
Tasslehoff stared at his uncle and his birthmate for a
moment. Woodrow thought he detected a hint of sadness
in the kender's expression, though it could have been ex-
haustion. Then Tas rose, threw his arms around both of
them, and hollered, "Tap another barrel; my uncle's get-
ting hitched!"
Chapter 25
The tornadoes and lightning slowly departed
the region of Goodlund during the night, and the follow-
ing day dawned bright and clear over Kendermore.
Trapspringer Furrfoot and Damaris Metwinger were wed
at noon in the chamber of the Kendermore Council. The
bride's father, Mayor Merldon Metwinger, presided over
the ceremony.
Damaris wore a butter-yellow dress that perfectly
matched her soft hair and that was adorned with tiny
seed pearls and creamy brown cat's-eye agates. Woven
into the six braided strands of her topknot were lengths
of gold-spun thread, and at the crown of the knot was an
arrangement of the finest feathers ever sported by a blue-
bird. In her fine-boned hands was a bouquet of clover,
crabgrass, and lavender bull thistles.
Trapspringer wore his finest cloak of black velvet, a
sparkling, white tunic, and wine-colored pants. His head
was bare, as were both the bride's and groom's feet, a
kender symbol of the many roads that would be traveled
(and shoes worn out) during a long and happy marriage
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