Lys: A Troubled Heart

"I-" she thought about the question. "I don't know for sure. I do not yet know Master Lucius well enough to say what is good and what is bad. He was coughing badly when I arrived, but a little water seemed to set him aright. And-" she hesitated a moment on how to say what she wished to say. "He seemed troubled... in his heart." She wanted to, wished she could, ease that trouble. But it seemed a task better suited to Gwenhwyfar. And she had no doubt the bard could do it, if anyone could.

She ventured to be a little bolder and ask a question of her own. "How is the Guttersnipe, my Lady?"