[Introduction] A horrid turn of events

[regency_twihard]

The coach ride to Bath proves utterly imperilous, with no great calamity than a stop at an inn -- its taproom sadly lacking in sinisterly scarred ruffians or raddled wenches with sharp tongues, much less a kitchen with a fat, surly chef cuffing the kitchen boys. Once they resume their journey, they nearly turn back to the inn, when Mrs. Allen

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[knightscholar]

Here's a Lia, standing in the middle of the hallway, holding a teapot and completely lost in thought. Her other hand is pressed to her collarbone, and she seems downright worried, but mostly far away. It would perhaps be prudent to leave her be, but her skirts are blocking the entire hallway. Despite the teapot, there's no way anyone would mistake her for a servant.

[OOC: Is a cross-dressing possessed French spy good enough? Tell me who else you want, pretty please.]

[knightscholar]

"That was more my brother's calling," Lia says, although the idea makes her think again. "But I had to learn quite a bit to serve in the court." She's not going to say she was a spy, and saying she was a diplomat might not be believed.

[regency_twihard]

"Oh..." she says, impressed. "You are a court lady? That must be a marvelous life! To be so close to royalty?" She's already imaging the balls this lady has attended, the intrigues she has been privy to...

[knightscholar]

"It's not so exciting as that," Lia says. "I had to work. It wasn't different work than some might do, but it was hard."

[regency_twihard]

"What matter of work were you engaged in, if I might ask? I don't mean to pry, but I've never met anyone who worked close to royalty," she says, curious.

[knightscholar]

She's a little hard-pressed to think what to call it. One doesn't admit to spying for royalty even after one is dead. "I used to run personal errands for the king, to other countries. It was similar to being a diplomat, but not so formal."

[regency_twihard]

"We could use a diplomat now, I'm afraid," she says. "I'm not sure of the reason, but there was a terrible revolt in France, and now they are at war with England."

[knightscholar]

"That is troublesome news," Lia says, her eyes distant now. But not entirely unexpected. Not when Robin ran off the the Psalms of Revolution. "What year was it for you?"

[regency_twihard]

"It is the year 1799 now," she says. "What year is it here, or is that not known?" she asks, curious and looking about.

[knightscholar]

That's a generation or more after Lia's time. "I don't think it is known. Many people come from much later than we do." Her time is certainly closer to Catherine's then any of the modern people.

[OOC: I think we must have a lot of threads, because I keep finding myself asking you if it's time to wind it up. My anxiety is great, but I don't want to snip everything prematurely just yet.]

[regency_twihard]

"I see... I wonder how it is that people from a time that has not happened are able to arrive here, but I suppose just because something has not come to be to one person does not mean that it cannot or will not exist," she says, hoping that she's making sense.

Nah, don't worry about it. I'm trying to tie off a few older threads since I've got Kling's intro coming up. We can wrap thus up pretty quickly I think

[knightscholar]

Lia considers a moment then voices something that she thinks occurred to D'Eon before it had ever occurred to her. It was part of his reasoning that they were safe here, and since it comforted him, she didn't want to dispute it. "My brother thinks sometimes it's entirely different worlds, even if they seem the same."

[regency_twihard]

She ponders this, parsing it for a moment, then replies, "Oh, much as Faeryland exists alongside the mortal world of mankind? My mother used to try to read stories of Faeryland when I was younger, but it wasn't until very recently that I grew up enough to truly appreciate them for what they are. They seemed silly at the time, but now they seem to hold more truth than they might seem to contain, at first glance."

[knightscholar]

"It might be something like that," Lia allows, now smiling. "We hadn't thought of that in particular, but yes, it's something like that. Or perhaps actually that." Despite the lack of any actual fairies that Lia knows of.

[regency_twihard]

She smiles. "Then perhaps my fondness for tales of wonder and delightfully horrid books has served me well, if it prepared me for the time I would spend in this place."

[knightscholar]

"That is entirely possible." Lia thinks her brother is more content here than she is. "Are you finding it more intriguing than unsettling to be here?"