Hangover Day, Day One
Kelden was not happy about what must be done. Given his choice, he would still be in bed, holding something cold to his head. Not due to a hangover - he had drunk his share, of course, but one did not remain long in the service of Lord Stagg if given to overindulgence.
No, the pain in his head came from a blackening eye and the partially torn lobe of his left ear. He had seen to it as well as he might, but few chirurgeons worked on Hangover Day and fewer still that could be relied upon to remain silent. It was for this reason as well that he had come on his own, rather than sending one of the boys.
In his left hand he held a ribbon, somewhat stained and torn. With his right, he knocked at the doors which led to the servant's quarters of House Kassof.
No, the pain in his head came from a blackening eye and the partially torn lobe of his left ear. He had seen to it as well as he might, but few chirurgeons worked on Hangover Day and fewer still that could be relied upon to remain silent. It was for this reason as well that he had come on his own, rather than sending one of the boys.
In his left hand he held a ribbon, somewhat stained and torn. With his right, he knocked at the doors which led to the servant's quarters of House Kassof.