Bounty Hunter Bash Wedlock Part Two
Bash’s Strike The first place Bash visited was the nearest pub. There they ordered their drinks and looked at the board to see that her face was on it, more specifically, her thirteen year old face, back when she had that fiery red curly hair and not the straight black hair of her fourteen year old which she had to this day. She smiled almost whimsically as the drinks came. She had grown up since then, since all those years ago when she set off to avoid being married off, back when it was legal to do so at that age. Yet even though it was fifteen now, she still did not like it. However, she could not help but appreciate the irony of the whole situation as she laughed a little. She ran away to avoid marriage, now she was going to get married to avoid another marriage! If her mother saw her now, she would laugh too. Then she saw her uncle Chashathrophogh’s. She looked at him and the poster. It hardly looked like him at all! It was too ugly and made him look just as insane as...