Lys: The Leopard Princess

Cathair re-entered the atrium, and narrowly missed running into a young woman exiting Lord Artos's room. He'd seen her flutter in earlier, when the man was carried in, wounded. And before that, every other moment looking worriedly to the door.

Who is she to him? he wondered. Sister? Wife? She seemed somewhat young for his wife, but not so young as to rule it out entirely. And her leopard skin and amber clothing only added to a bearing that was obviously not that of a common girl. Whoever she was, it made little difference to his reaction. He stepped aside and gave her a small bow out of respect for whatever position she held.