Post by Nerys Lamia on Mar 26, 2010 18:59:18 GMT -5
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Nerys watched the boats leave and enter the harbor. One after the other. A gentle breeze brushed through her blonde hair and a slow sigh escaped her lips.
She had a strong recollection of the events of the other night: getting hopelessly drunk in front of a potential friend like that. And someone staying in the palace no less. Someone hoping for the princess's hand in marriage?
The young woman had been residing in the city limits for long enough to have heard the rumors. Living in the inn had its advantages in terms of local news.
She tucked her knees to her chest, careful to be sure that her skirts and petticoats fell appropriately over her legs, and her mind wandered to the events of the other night. Sablerose...she hadn't seen the other girl since then. What was she doing? Nerys had been invited to visit her in the castle, but she had no right to set foot in a place such as that. Not until...
Al nipped the witch's ear sharply. "Quit pitying yourself."
Nerys smiled, the usual smile that never seemed to reach her bi-colored eyes. That was right, she needed to think of what was important. Making friends wasn't her priority, even if she was lonely....
