After the Storm (OPEN)

[sissy_queen]

Gwen is sitting on the porch in the wee hours of the morning. Between the quake, the storm, and the overall panic that partially filled the Mansion, and the news that her friend Jaenelle is ill, she hasn't really slept much, nor does she feel inclined to

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[sirbeaumains]

"--your majesty?"

[sissy_queen]

She looks up. Finds a smile, tries to pretend everything is alright.

"Sir Gareth. Good Morning."

[sirbeaumains]

"And to you, your majesty," he says, bowing at once. "I didn't know you were here."

[sissy_queen]

She smiles, a little wistfully. "Oh?" She blushes. "I thought your brothers would have told you, mayhap..."

She saw both Gaheris and Gawain...

[sirbeaumains]

"Oh. Well, I'm not around the house very much, I guess, your majesty."

[sissy_queen]

"T'is well." She smiles. "Have you been well, then?"

[sirbeaumains]

"Yes, your majesty!"

[sissy_queen]

She nods. "Hath the storm disturbed you at all, then?"

[sirbeaumains]

"Not really, your majesty. It was often stormy at home."

[sissy_queen]

Ah, if you knew how many of the psychics in the Mansion envy you!

"T'is well. Hath been much trouble, this night, here."

[sirbeaumains]

"You are not too badly troubled, your majesty, I hope."

[sissy_queen]

"I've not found sleep since the quake, in truth, and have found many here were roused. A man was wounded." She unconsciously hugs herself a little.

[sirbeaumains]

"I am sorry to hear it, your majesty," he says. "I don't think it's so bad away from the mansion, where my brothers and Percy and me are."

[sissy_queen]

"I suppose not," she murmurs. "I've not heard word of the folk who live out since I last visited Sir Peredur." A pause. "And have you seen the King's Counsel? I've not had his visit, since I've arrived."

That last part is starting to be a bit concerning. Even for Gwen.

[sirbeaumains]

"Do you don't mean Merlin, your majesty?"

[sissy_queen]

"Aye I do."