Dolls and stories... scared of the dark
Michelle's come back from prayer. It's something she does every day, even marching through the rain to the small chapel Parsifal took her to, the first day she was here. It's as much terror and repentance, as devotion. She knows it's not how she should go to God, but it's all she has right now. She's afraid for David, afraid for her brother,
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What we can tell, though, is that she has plenty of reasons to be here. She might be simply on her way back from a book run - she might also be waiting for Dean.
Either way, she will be sitting nearby, trying to decide which of the two novels she hand-picked she should read.
Something about the other woman, though, demands her attention - apparent emotional shock, but also something else, something...
... she hasn't felt this since Saba and the trip through Jebe-Barkal.
A soft noise, then.
"Are you well?"
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She's had little chance to read about pregnancy, before she came to the mansion, but even Michelle knows the quickening is late.
"I'm feeling a bit strange. That's all."
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"This place is strange, and much else is besides," she says gently.
"If you would need a friend in these strange days, I am Phedre."
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Michelle says nothing until the butterflies stop. "I'm Michelle."
Being a princess, means being conscious as to how she must appear. "I swear, I'm usually more social than this."
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