pretend this is the right day ;)

[luneta_lioness]

Luneta is sitting by herself in the gardens crying. Her father is covered with blood and he shouted at her and told her he'd killed her grandmother. She has the hem of her dress up to her face to wipe her eyes and it's quite damp.

She'd probably feel a lot better if she had anyone to talk to.

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[sirbeaumains]

Typist: Assuming this isn't meant for anyone in particular. Do ignore me if it is. XD

Gareth has, granted, only met her the once. But he can't very well not approach a crying lady, especially if said lady is also his niece. So, approach he does, very quietly and hesitantly.

[luneta_lioness]

T: It's for anyone!

She's so busy crying that she doesn't notice him, but she whimpers.

[sirbeaumains]

"Lady Luneta?" he says quietly, moving carefully to sit beside her.

[luneta_lioness]

She looks up. "Uncle Gareth?"

[illgotten]

"Oh, God. Luneta?"

[/sock] .... what she said. XD [sock]

[luneta_lioness]

"Uncle Mordred!" She jumps to her feet, smoothing her dress and concentrating on it as hard as she can. She shakes anyway.

[illgotten]

He ignores this. "Come here," and pulls her into a tight hug.

[luneta_lioness]

She clings to him. "What--what happened to father?" she falters.