Golden Glade peach basket catch-it-up.

Raven beamed at the boy, adoration clear in her face. Good lord, he was so cute. She couldn’t handle it! But of course she’d never actually tell him that. She knew enough about young boys to know that “cute” was not cool. He wanted to hear all about how awesome and big and impressive and strong he was, and Raven was more than happy to cater to that. Puppies flourished wonderfully with just the right amount of ego-boosting, after all!

”Wow!” she exclaimed after he proudly informed her of his status. ”That sounds really important! What kinds of things does a squire do?”