Lys: Un-Learning

Her face paled a bit. She slept in the cloister- walked that doorstep many a time in the past few days. It made her somewhat ill to think that someone had been executed in it, however just it was.

"I am learning that. But there is much for me to un-learn, too." A crazy thought came into her head. You've gone insane, Aithne. But the crazy thought had merit in it, and if it worked, it would solve more than one problem.

If it worked.

"It comes in my mind that I have a job for you, if you're willing to take it, lad."