[Drabble] Zoe Heriot And The Elf-Knight Zoe sat up and wiped ketchup from her eyes. "That," she said, "was no fun at all. Though I suppose we were lucky not to get rolled downhill in a barrel of spikes." Her thoughtful expression would have caused Harry Saxon serious unease if he'd seen it; fortunately, he was otherwise occupied. "Jamie," she asked. "Could you sing a ballad for the children at the nursery?" "What kind of ballad?" "Something that Master would fit in. Where he dies horribly, for preference. Can you think of one?" A look of dawning realisation crossed Jamie's face. "Aye," he replied. "'May Colvin'." -- John Elliott