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[ for any castle residents who might find themselves in the lobby, they will be treated to the sight of this woman descending the stairs wearing a somewhat anxious expression on her face. once she reaches the bottom she pauses and turns her head off to the left followed by the right, an action that sends the little ornamental tassels that are attached to her hat whipping around her face.
he is not here. not there. more over, while none of the faces of the people she passes are particularly judgmental, they aren't familiar either. they shouldn't have been here, these strangers. it's worrisome. plus, she can't help but dwell on the injury Lancelot sustained -- it was a terrible wound. she has her journal in tow, almost unconsciously wringing the pages between her fingers because she isn't quite sure what to do with it at this point ]
Ah..
he is not here. not there. more over, while none of the faces of the people she passes are particularly judgmental, they aren't familiar either. they shouldn't have been here, these strangers. it's worrisome. plus, she can't help but dwell on the injury Lancelot sustained -- it was a terrible wound. she has her journal in tow, almost unconsciously wringing the pages between her fingers because she isn't quite sure what to do with it at this point ]
Ah..