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| This was not the adventurers guild. No, instead her feet had betrayed her and carried her to the warrior church, it doors adorned with the colours of black and blue and of green and grey in the gaudiest trail of ribbons and flowers Emily had ever set eyes on. | This was not the adventurers guild. No, instead her feet had betrayed her and carried her to the warrior church, it doors adorned with the colours of black and blue and of green and grey in the gaudiest trail of ribbons and flowers Emily had ever set eyes on. | ||
| - | It was Armands wedding day and she found herself present despite her better judgement. She lingered, watching the masses of guests make their way into the holy building, weighing up her options. On the one hand she wasn’t nearly well enough dressed for the occasion, her one good dress hung up in her tiny room gathering dust ever since the unheval and her mother was no longer around to force her to wear it. On the other hand, Francesco and Armand were sure to hate it. Before she could think any further her feet made the decision for her and continued to move her towards the church. | + | It was Armands wedding day and she found herself present despite her better judgement. She lingered, watching the masses of guests make their way into the holy building, weighing up her options. On the one hand she wasn’t nearly well enough dressed for the occasion, her one good dress hung up in her tiny room gathering dust ever since the Upheval and her mother was no longer around to force her to wear it. On the other hand, Francesco and Armand were sure to hate it. Before she could think any further her feet made the decision for her and continued to move her towards the church. |
| She was stopped by an overly large sword swinging down, just barely missing her. | She was stopped by an overly large sword swinging down, just barely missing her. | ||
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| She hadn’t been surprised to find it’s window unlocked, though it had warmed her to know he had left it so, despite the recent absence of her visits. The room had a chill to it that denoted an emptiness of a few days, but dust had yet to gather so Emily was confident her letter would be found. | She hadn’t been surprised to find it’s window unlocked, though it had warmed her to know he had left it so, despite the recent absence of her visits. The room had a chill to it that denoted an emptiness of a few days, but dust had yet to gather so Emily was confident her letter would be found. | ||
| - | She pulled the inkwell to the middle of the desk, trailing her fingers along the soft vane of his favourite quill for a second before leaning the folded paper against it. | + | She pulled the inkwell to the middle of the desk, trailing her fingers along the soft vane of his favourite quill for a second before leaning the roll of paper against it. |
| For a moment she considered taking it back, burning it in her fire place and letting the ash be swept away with the coal dust. But though she willed them to, her hands would not listen and so it remained there, even as she climbed back out the window and carried on back to the guild, her invite to the Cargan Estate clutched tightly in hand. | For a moment she considered taking it back, burning it in her fire place and letting the ash be swept away with the coal dust. But though she willed them to, her hands would not listen and so it remained there, even as she climbed back out the window and carried on back to the guild, her invite to the Cargan Estate clutched tightly in hand. | ||
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