I made tea for tomorrow; only to find it half gone this morning. *sigh* Mayhap I shall do that every night do something in preparation for tomorrow to see if it's half done, half undone or still there.
Rema crept from the room softly. Her slippers made no noise as she crossed the hallway making her way to the back stairs leading from the ground. She refused to be seen as a weak ninny. They thought to control her keep and her along with it; well she'd show them her strength. Anger flashed before her eyes hiding the stone upon the stair. Treading carelessly upon it, she fell the remainder of the case landing at the foot three feet below. Her shrill cry sounded through the barren walls summoning foot soldiers positioned around the area. The novice lieutenant shook his head as the Lady Rema was set to rights whilst abusing the hands that helped her. Lord Canrik would be displeased to hear of her misadventure.
"T'would be better if'n his Lordship sealed her in a convent, me'thinks", drawled Henry restaining her amid unladylike curses. Lt. Devon glared at the man's audicaty, "Mayhap, ye should leave such remarks unsaid." Roughly he seize her elbow and pulled her back up the stairs calling eight of the more trustworthy men to him. They hurriedly flanked him as he told them to guard her room. "She's not to leave this room." He crossed the room pulling Lady Rema to the balcony. He posted four of the men at the balcony and four at the door before proceeding to leave. By now the indignation of being hauled back into her chamber had settled and Lady Rema proceeded to throw thing at him with fury. "I'll not stay here and be pawn to this any further!" "As if any one of us had a choice!" he said furiously. She meekly turned from him with that response her tears overwhelming her. Ignoring her, he strode from the room. Rick, his second, nodded to Devon as he passed.
She was safe for now and that was the only thing that mattered.
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