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[youngandhealthy]

Molly is still pale, but well on her way to recovery. She's wrapped in a large, woolen shawl, and is wandering about the Mansion, looking for something or someone to distract herself with. She is long done with bedrest, and mostly done with the illness. Though she's still trying to duck anyone who might try to order her back to bed.

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[dearcousin]

"Oh!" Ada had been considering going to visit Molly, as Richard had suggested. But apparently that won't be necessary, as here she is. "Molly!"

[youngandhealthy]

"Miss Ada," she smiles a bit. "I hope ye've been well. How are you and your fine gentleman, hm?"

[dearcousin]

"Oh... we're well, thank you," she says shyly. "But how are you? I"

[youngandhealthy]

"Well enough, my lady, well enough."

[le_desirous]

There's a still moderately frustrated Sagramore lurking in the kitchen making yet more coffee...! :D

[youngandhealthy]

"It smells well enough, m'lord. I didn't know knights did their own cooking."

[le_desirous]

"My lady, who in hell else would do it?" He gives his cup a nasty look and fills it halfway with palinka.

[youngandhealthy]

"Thy ladies?"

[apolloscurse]

Cassandra looks very much as though she has suffered a long illness herself. Formerly slender, she is now skinny to the point of being gaunt and shivers near constantly. Her thoughts dwell often on the stranger from the woods. However, when she comes upon Molly, she recognizes her and registers that Molly has not been well, and stumbles over to her. "Dear, have you been quite well? You look so pale," Cassandra notes worriedly, very much unaware of her own condition.

[youngandhealthy]

"I'm well enough, lady, but...but come, sit ye." She steers Cassandra over to the nearest piece of furniture.