Lys: A House

Cathair was slightly overwelmed. Everything dropped in his lap and ready to go- and some worthwhile occupation in doing it. And the place Lord Ambrosius pointed out was a very pretty place indeed. Aithne will like it, he thought.

"Thank you, sir. I'll begin right away." He almost turned to go, then paused. "Unless you need me for something else, that is." He was impatient to begin, but somehow he felt he shouldn't just run out without leave.