Shady

“Oh.” Aleth folded his hands in front of himself. “May I be so bold as to presume you are the Lady Ash, then?”

“Al, ma’am,” Aleth answered. Who was she? The Lady Ash? “I’m looking for Cecily.”

“Ma’am.” Aleth quickly ducked his head. Fuck. This was what he got for going into interesting looking rooms. He should have gone back to the journal. “Apologies. I didn’t mean ...

Aleth took in the art for a long moment, wondering what these doors hid. Then he knocked and opened the door without waiting. He shut it softly behind him, silently ...

Aleth mourned his decision to move on from the journal when he realized that he would have had plenty of time to get through it. But it was just as ...

(Sounds good to me! He will just keep wandering until he runs into someone lol)

Aleth stared at it for a long moment, wishing with everything within him that he was in a better position to be able to read through this. He was a ...

Ah, there it was. Aleth re-folded the letter and then carefully ordered the stack to be identical to how he'd found it, then reached for the journal. He hesitated, wondering ...

Aleth read through that letter twice to be sure he'd remember all the details. He couldn't quite seem to muster up empathy, but at the very least, it improved his ...

Aleth folded the letter and returned it to its proper place in the stack then reached for the next one, wondering if this little escapade ever actually happened or if ...

Aleth was careful to replace it in its proper order on the stack and pulled out the next letter.

Aleth adored reading letters between noblemen. Letters to nobility were always so prim and proper and careful. Those between nobles were so much spicier sometimes. He could feel eager anticipation ...

Aleth was careful to fold the letter exactly as he'd found it, then reached for the next in the stack, desperately hoping it was going to be Barraster's response.

Aleth's eyebrows rose a bit more the longer he read. He hadn't been aware of any arrangement like this. What a fascinating family history. He wondered if Loquitur was aware ...

Well, this was a delightful find. Aleth glanced around the room again and then kept reading, committing each word to memory as he did.