Room 413 [Thursday afternoon]
When Aravis arrived back in her room after taking Trenor and Ata out for some brisk (very, very brisk -- still no love lost for the cold over here) exercise, she was just shaking the snow off her furs when she spotted the letter. It was neatly addressed to her in Cor's familiar scrawl.
She thought for about half a moment before picking the letter up and placing it in a drawer. She had no interest in reading it now. Instead, she traded her boots for slippers, put on some tea, and curled up with a book.
[door is oooopen.]
She thought for about half a moment before picking the letter up and placing it in a drawer. She had no interest in reading it now. Instead, she traded her boots for slippers, put on some tea, and curled up with a book.
[door is oooopen.]