it's the quiet night that breaks me [attn: Sagramore]

[anna_morcades]

Morgause is back in her room again, wrapped in her silky red robe, her hair braided for the night; but she's not in bed. She sits by the window, her head resting against the glass, not really looking at anything in particular.

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[le_desirous]

Sagramore stands by the door for a while before he knocks, lightly, with the back of his hand. "My lady."

[anna_morcades]

She sits up straight, startled, and then gathers herself up and goes at once to the door.

[le_desirous]

And there he stands, looking much as he did when he left; he's trimmed his hair and beard again, and the dark tan is starting to fade from his arms and face. He's more wiry, leaner and harder-muscled, than before, but otherwise much the same. In one hand he has the wire cage.

[anna_morcades]

"Well, come in, be welcome-- what in God's name--"