4th Floor Common Room, Evening

[notafairmaiden]

Gwynn was sitting in the common room with paper and pen as she tried to figure out what she was going to do about Nottingham. The fact that he had managed to ambush and beat her caused no small worry. She didn't want to leave in his custody and she was having a hard time coming up with ways to avoid this.

She rubbed her face and then winced as her hand came in contact with the bruise on her jaw. As wounds went, the ones she had received from him were minor, but the blow to the ego that he had bested her wouldn't go away.

She rubbed the bandage on her arm and looked back down at her paper.