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[an_evening_star]

The star had tossed and turned a bit impatiently, unable to get back to sleep once Tristran had left and with very little motivation to do very much other than lay there sulkily and watch the grass grow in front of her nose. Which, one discovers, really is just about as dreadfully boring as one would imagine. If not more. (Granted that such a thing

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[nosequels]

She's been looking for Robert.

Ever since the morning, after all that excitement, he'd run off claiming he had some errands to quickly run, and 'something to pick up.' Obviously it was something grand -- something for her, perhaps, but hours have passed, and ... well.

She rather misses him. And why shouldn't she? He will soon be her husband, after all.

So, the pretty Miss Victoria Forester eventually wanders towards the outskirts of the village, finding herself walking through quite a bit of meadow.

And that is when she notices a lovely woman, merely sitting in a patch. "Are you waiting for someone, my dear?" she asks.

[an_evening_star]

The voice is quiet and for a moment Yvaine isn't entirely certain if she hadn't imagined it, if she isn't losing her mind on such a grand scale that it has actually started to talk back to her.

"I do not know," she answers honestly, almost absently, still rather lost in staring straight in front of her. "Perhaps."

The part where she rather hopes so is left unsaid.

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She smiles, and it's a radiant smile. There is a reason why she's the prettiest girl in all of Wall.

"A young man, if I do not mistake my guess, a lovely thing like you," Victoria says curiously.

She can't help the tone of voice. She's always had quite a thirst for bits of gossip - well, what else would she do to spend her days?

[an_evening_star]

That gets her to blink, shaking her head slightly and tearing her gaze away from the gap in the wall to regard the young woman next to her. It's not as though she is missing anything.

(There's still no one there.)

"In a way," she offers, a bit more wary this time, her own eyes narrowing thoughtfully.