[She sounds no worse for wear, except a little tired, remaining calm and soft.]

Forgive me for my negligence when affected, my lords and ladies. If I can do aught to help anyone now, please let me know.

[This done, a note of concern colours her voice - it's almost dubious, or would be were it not so well schooled.Prince, stay by me, if you would ( Read more... )

[There is silence, brief, pregnant.

There is a too-loud too-wet sound, a sickening crunch. Some of you warrior types might recognise it - sounds rather like something being yanked free of a body.

Silence reigns again. A reverent sort of quiet.

When the man's voice - easily recognizable, Mr. Shepherd - speaks, almost jarring in the tranquility." ( Read more... )