Eleanor and the Super Bowl

super bowl

Well! Eleanor stares at her soup bowl. It most certainly does not look super to her. Did the servants mean “souper”? she wonders. Still, t’would be a passing strange phenomenon to rename such a mundane household article. And then, she asks herself, that still wouldn’t answer the question that she has about what else she’s overheard in the Great Hall. The servants have been whispering about broncos and seahawks. She knows of a seahawk, and has seen a few passing over the castle, but, what, pray tell, could a bronco be? She shrugs. Perhaps, if Lord Hugh, he of the strong hands and intense blue gaze, were here, he could enlighten her. Ah, if only he could enlighten her on more questions than about a super bowl….she blushes at the thought.


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