{anti-OTP: Morvydd/Zara}

[morvydd]

The tall windows of Morvydd's room are open, though it's raining outside quietly and steadily, and the breeze that blows in is almost chilly. There's a small fire burning, and the little table laid out for tea. Morvydd herself is at her worktable, sifting some fragrant stuff while she waits for Zara to come and fit her for another gown.

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[russet_goddess]

And, in a moment, Zara comes. She's dressed in green, though she herself could not tell you why, and has her basket with her, swatches of cloth to show and her measuring things. She knocks. She doesn't knock for everyone.

[morvydd]

"Come in," pleasantly.

[russet_goddess]

Which she does, then, holding her basket close. "'Lo."

[morvydd]

Morvydd dusts the herbs from her hands, smiling warmly. "Good day."