"Tonight is the night" the girl murmered. Saeryn sank further into herself, concentrating on everything and nothing, all to once. The girl shifted on the bed, pulling her blankets closer. A board creaked in the hall. Supremely unconcerned, Saeryn nevertheless drew a dagger and quietly woke Ruthven.
"There is someone outside the door, madam, and I hear a faint hawk call from afar. I do not know if this is important, but I thought it best to wake you."
Leaving Ruthven to attend to matters, Saeryn knelt beside the sleeping girl. Poor thing, she thought. When Eodwine and Falco go to avenge this, I hope they will allow me a part in the adventure.
Last edited by Feanor of the Peredhil; 01-21-2005 at 08:16 PM.
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