Open?

[le_desirous]

If anyone wants Sagramore, he's confined to bed for the next month or so.

And, due to some oversight, has no 'I hate the world and everyone in it' icon. Too bad.

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[all_that_grace]

In due course, Courfeyrac comes by and taps on the door.

[le_desirous]

"It's not locked," Sagramore says, interrupted in his perusal of the ceiling.

[all_that_grace]

So he peers inside. "You're right, it's not."

[le_desirous]

"I don't lie half as much as people expect."

[sirbeaumains]

Gareth does not believe in knocking. "What happened?"

[le_desirous]

"Jesu, where did you come from?"

[sirbeaumains]

"...the door. I saw Morvydd--"

[le_desirous]

"Ah."

[youngandhealthy]

She pokes her head in, and her eyes widen a bit. "Oh, sir!"

[le_desirous]

He looks over at once. "My lady," ruefully.

[youngandhealthy]

"Sir, whatever has happened to ye?"

[le_desirous]

"Oh, I started a fight."

[anna_morcades]

At last, without waiting to be invited, Morgause comes in softly. "Sir."

[le_desirous]

Sagramore almost smiles, and looks abruptly exhausted. "My lady."

[anna_morcades]

She sits on the edge of the bed and leans down to kiss him softly. "Thou'rt a fool."

[le_desirous]

"I'm not unaware."