“Thank you for seeing me right before bed, Papa, I know you want to be alone with Maria right now.” “Thank you, Maria.” She accepted the hot beverage and blew on it gently. “May I pour you some tea, Liorah?” Maria asked, first escorting Lio to the opposite couch before heading over to the butler’s pantry the tea was already being poured before Liorah could answer, and so she simply nodded. To think she’d started out as a simple refugee from the Red Cloaks, an ill luck girl who had too much sass to function in the city that had fallen from grace.
She was the type of woman that Liorah hoped reflected within herself, if even just the tiniest bit she couldn’t blame Grayson for falling in love with her. She knew his wife wasn’t happy with her, bringing Grayson to Hell to what amounted to four years of their life – more, if they’d been at Caelkirk the whole time, which it sounded as if that wasn’t the case.īut Maria was the type of woman who would acknowledge her anger – and allow forgiveness to venture into her heart. Maria made her shy and boisterous at the same time, and therefore was not surprised in the least that this woman had brought song and dance back into the Commander’s life, after Contaca. “Liorah, come in,” Maria called out in welcome, rising from the couch she was sitting on with Grayson and rushing over to pull the door wide open and allowing Liorah to walk in. 19th of Goodmonth 453ONT, Evening after the meeting, Commander’s Quarters, Lady’s Pleasure, Fields of Shardial, Outside of Hrock
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