Frith probably should have worried about his wife a bit more than he had during the organization of their festival. Neither of them really ever came to understand what had afflicted her after the birth of their children. What if she started feeling like that again when and if the festival turned out more than she could handle? Thankfully though it seemed those doubts would not appear in Frith's mind. He had his Novella back, he couldn't think that she might relapse. Not that her ever seriously thought her sanity was at stake. "A great crazy!" He had to offer back one last time before the subject was changed. Though he kind of meant what he said really it was all just talk. He enjoyed all the new and old faces. Participating in the hunt and spar were a joy and to be truthful already he looked forward to their next festival. "You bring up some very good points." He had to agree with her really, there wasn't any reason to run them off. Everyone was having a good time, and even if he was a bit wore out there was still more fun to be had. Even so he couldn't stop the yawn that left him.
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