This story takes place between Dryad Eyes 18 and 19 ( Read more... )

"Twice in as many days," she thought to herself, "I should be careful about getting any ideas about being allowed in Geran's rooms on a regular basis." Patiently she ground the herbs in the mortar with the matching pestle; on the table in front of her and slightly to one side lay a bowl filled with the purest water she could obtain, waiting to be ( Read more... )

"Geran stood in the hallway, bare-chested and barefoot, talking to the elderly chambermaid, Kella. There was no particular purpose to their conversation, he needed nothing. He simply liked the woman, and enjoyed hearing what she had to say on a great many subjects. A witty reply, a cackling laugh, and a promise to see that dinner was served ( Read more... )

( Something I worked out with GLC )