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[onlymuslin]

Sylvette is sitting in the main room, leaning over a book. She is scanning the pages quite rapidly, and occasionally mumbles a few lines under her breath. On a table beside her sits a cold cup of tea. If one looks closely, one may see a tear in her eye.

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[ebonyjaenelle72]

Jaenelle has a way of finding sad people, and she comes in carrying her own book and cup of tea, but stops as soon as she notices Sylvette and narrows her eyes, setting down both book and tea and gliding over to the chair. "Is something wrong?" She asks in a quiet, gentle voice.

[onlymuslin]

Sylvette is rarely sad, but she does have moments like these. She looks up at the woman, confused for a moment - but quickly realizes what she is referring to, and wipes her eyes. "Oh, no, madame," smiling softly. She gestures toward the book she's been reading. "It always makes me cry."

[ebonyjaenelle72]

Her eyes light up, her air brightening. "Oh! A sniffle book."

[onlymuslin]

"I suppose, yes! It is often comforting to me."

[eyrienprince]

Oh, yes. Exactly what this confused, frustrated, and bewildered Warlord Prince needs - an upset young lady who looks rather heart-wrenchingly familiar. Automatic protectiveness surfaces but he hesitates to go closer. "Is someone bothering you?" he asks in a deceptively mild voice, trying to keep his temper on a leash.

[onlymuslin]

She shakes her head, blinking a few times to clear her eyes of any tears that might still be there. "Oh, no, monsieur! I am fine." And she smiles, to prove it.