Maundy Thursday

[truant_horatio]

As last year, the Prince's consort, or perhaps just a simple quiet man with tired eyes and a weary smile, is sitting in the main room with a large basin, a pitcher of water, and a towel, and offering to wash the feet of anyone who will come.

And I say to you, do to one another as I have done to you, he says, and he sits and waits for you. His

Comments

[border_princess]

Helen also looks rather quiet and tired today. A lot happened and a lot more is probably going to continue happening, most likely for the worse. She is muttering to herself in Ukrainian and barely even notices Horatio. But she does and gives him a polite nod. "Hello, Pan."

[border_princess]

"I am pleased to meet you, Horatio."

[truant_horatio]

"And I thee."

[border_princess]

Another smile, a bit srained and sad. "I should leave. I have things to attend to."

[truant_horatio]

"May God go with thee, then."

[border_princess]

"I pray he will do the same to you. And if you are not busy on Pascha-- Easter, I hope you will come and enjoy some food I have made."

[truant_horatio]

"An thou dost bid me, I shall be glad of't."

[border_princess]

"Thank you. I will see you then, Horatio."

[truant_horatio]

He bows respectfully.