A Most Eccentric House Call

[seventywindows]

This bright eyed, white haired lady is not in the slightest lost and in all ways dressed for the weather. She sweeps up the path, takes the front steps easily, swirls through the door and reaches up to undo the sash securing her broad, elegant hat to her head

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[sissy_queen]

If Ganieda ever makes it to the Mansion, she will find Guinevere, sowing something with dedication. She is in her eighteen year-old prime, and singing softly to herself.

She has the glow of a woman in love.

[seventywindows]

"Good afternoon, your majesty," Ganieda says warmly, going to Guinevere without bothering to take off her cloak - although she does knock the snow off her boots first. "I pray I do find you well?"

[sissy_queen]

Guinever beams at Ganieda, sweetly. "Oh, you do, my counselor's sister. And yourself? But please, do take your cloak, and come, I shall make tea for you..."

She's still beaming. Guinevere is happy.

[seventywindows]

Ganieda begins to undo her cloak, but says, "I'm very well, child, but never mind about the tea. I came here on an errand, I'm afraid, I've an anomaly to reason with."

[sissy_queen]

"Oh, the cupboard, is it?" She nods. "Sir Kay did not know why it left, in truth - but mayhap your brother will, if you find him. I've not seen him as of yet."

[seventywindows]

Ganieda doesn't suppress the merry laughter this statement kindles in her. "Oh, your majesty! It would be an odd day indeed if the good Sir Kay were fixing magical objects. A better man it's hard to find, but you'd have an equally long quest for a more mundane one."

[sissy_queen]

"I'm sorry - I did not suggest my lord brother would wield magic, did I?" She's utterly confused, and her constant dream-like daze is not helping. She puts away her work, and ponders.

Her fingertips are all pricked - she keeps on hurting herself with pointy object, for sheer virtue of her distraction.

[seventywindows]

"Not precisely, dear, but it doesn't surprise me that magical causes are out of his general line."

[sissy_queen]

"Aye, that is does not. I've asked him oft to locate your lord brother on my behalf, and yet, I remain without news."

[seventywindows]

"Aye, well," Ganieda says, and her amusement takes on a slightly sardonic edge, "My lord brother is a law unto himself."

[sissy_queen]

"Is he now?" Guinevere has no clue - her interactions with Merlin were ever limited.