For Morgause

[all_that_grace]

Courfeyrac has an errand. It is not one he's particularly happy with, but there is, it transpires, surprisingly little that he will not do for love.

So he's gotten dressed properly for the first time in several weeks, and gone to knock on Queen Morgause's door.

Comments

[anna_morcades]

"Who?"

[all_that_grace]

He takes a deep breath. "A friend of a friend, madame. May I come in?"

[anna_morcades]

A pause. "Very well."

[all_that_grace]

So he lets himself in, not without misgiving, and manages a creditable bow.