Aithne waited quietly, watching his face as he considered her words. He was upset- as close to angry as such a quiet soul could be, she thought. And there was a frustration mixed in. She understood it immediately, for hadn't she felt the same a million times over? Wanting to do something, and not having the strength to do it. She felt it just today- watching the Guttersnipe draw closer to death and being unable to do anything that made a difference.
Wanting to run and knowing she'd be caught.
Wanting to care for children and knowing at the first fit the parents would toss her away.
Wanting to be loved.
Where that had come from, she did not know. But it was true. She wanted that above all else. That was the underlying ache in it all- in the might-have-beens, in the feeling helpless, even in the wish to serve Master Lucius well despite her hatred of slavery.
His clothing rustled, breaking her from her reverie. She chastised herself. Slaves didn't have the luxury of such things. Not while waiting for their master's orders.
He dismissed her with a thank you and an order to send Lady Gwenhwyfar along later. She rose and bowed in respect, then paused a moment- It was on her toungue, a question she wasn't sure she could ask him. He had said she could ask him questions, but...
She bobbed another bow and turned to the door.
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She made her way out of the villa- with a few wrong turns- and down to the stream, following the more worn tracks and trails. The morning's events weighed heavily on her mind. She should've realized, back when the Guttersnipe told her who she was, that great things were swirling about her. She had, actually. She just hadn't realized how many.
Finally, she chanced upon them. "Hello!" she waved an arm in greeting.
She carefully picked her way down to the bank proper, having no wish to soil her dress any more than she already had, and came to rest near them. She curtseyed to Lady Gwenhwyfar. "Master Lucius asks that you join him when the Guttersnipe has been seen to. He's in the solarium."
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5 comments:
I'm not sure whether you want him to notice that or not, and if you do, whether he'd call her back or not.
If not, just act like she left.
~Lys
P.S. My head is better now. :-)
Hey! I don't have time to post tonight, sorry. I think this time around Master Lucius is keeping things close to his chest, at least until he can bounce ideas off Gwenhywfar.
Plot, plot, plot. ;P
~Jenny
Hee hee. All she wants to ask is "Is it always this crazy around here?"
Not in those words, but yeah. No desire to know of The Great Plot Which Must Not Under Any Circumstances Be Discussed.
~Lys
It includes a Big Red Threatening Button, you know. :P
~Jenny
:-D I have a story about that...
~Lys
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