Eorlyn laughed at Reed´s dramatic gesture. While the two women inclined each other in a conversation about The Order of the Black Rose, Eorlyn´s thoughts strained back home. She wondered if her father had already alarmed half the city, including Steward and marshalls. He would never suspect her here, and even if he did- secrecy and speed seemed to be their plan, and Eorlyn was more than fine with that. Right now, she could use some conversation though. She looked around. The brother of the "Snow-Ball Girl" seemed nice enough. She carefully let Storm approach him, trying to make it look not to desperate.
"Hello," she said, when she was finally at his side. Smiling pleasantly, she waited for a response.
[ May 18, 2003: Message edited by: Manardariel ]
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