Shady

(Night!) "That also makes sense." Ky nodded again. She didn't think she'd get involved in someone else's war, even if she did have an established house... but, then, she was ...

"That makes sense." Ky nodded slowly. Although, it wasn't relieving to hear that you didn't outgrow rash decisions by the time you were in your thirties. Ky had hoped it ...

Ky sat quietly, glad that it actually seemed somewhat comfortable. She was free to actually contemplate the matter and have her own thoughts -- not be sitting on edge trying ...

Ky looked at her sympathetically. It seemed like even Constance genuinely cared about their family. Clearly, she thought Loquitur was in the right for wanting to give Cecily money... but ...

(ahah ahhh ic ic) "That's hard," Ky answered thoughtfully. It almost seemed like it would have been better if one of those powerful people had just hired Aleth to get ...

(aha I mean I like it... though I do wonder why Cecily is going to visit Gaius if he's the one being an asshole to her xD) "I don't know, ...

(aha xD it's beautiful though lol quite the story) Ky was silent for a long moment. That seemed like such a hard situation to be in. Both growing up, and ...

Jerica ran as fast as she could, the annoying woman quickly losing distance behind her. Well, that's what she got for asking stupid questions instead of listening to Jerica when ...

"No, ma'am. Just... well, Lord Loquitur mentioned that Lord Michael was..." Ky hesitated, not sure how to finish that sentence without insulting a noble. Not that Constance seemed like she ...

The woman had already been on Jerica's last nerve, and now it seemed like she was jumping up and down on it. The actual audacity. Jerica had warned her to ...

Ky smiled appreciatively. They'd see how it turned out. They could stop Aleth no doubt... but what if he hired an assassin to come after her? Especially if she started ...

Jerica cracked her neck with a deep sigh. Where was she? The landscape wasn't even remotely familiar. This certainly wasn't Atraya... but she wasn't sure what other country it might ...

It was sweet irony -- Aleth pretending to be a slave. Her, an actual slave, sitting here chatting with a noblewoman. She forced herself to take a deep breath. He ...

Jerica eyed the woman irritably as she continued to not be useful. Fine, then. If she couldn't help Jerica, then she'd just help herself. She turned and went back to ...

Ky cringed, wrapping her arms around her abdomen protectively, subconsciously. She stared at the arm of Constance's chair instead of looking at her directly. "He doesn't like to be embarrassed."