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[scionofkushiel]

Melisande is on a mission.

It may not be immediately apparent, but she is, her blue eyes intent as she wanders the Mansion, alert, watchful. She has a job to do, and she's going to see it done. And done well.

After all, her life and her revenge are counting on it.

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[the_bloodless]

Should she pass near the library, or perhaps some quiet and out of the way door from the basement, she may see the object of her search passing by and easily recognizable by his bright red hair. He'll give her a distantly polite nod, they haven't met and he has no reason to believe yet that she would be looking for him.

[scionofkushiel]

She does notice the red hair and inclines her head slightly, eyes brightening a little, and pausing just a moment. "Excuse me," she says, suddenly, in her rather mellifluous voice, "I think I may have lost my way...I'm not often in this part of the house."

[the_bloodless]

He nods, stopping and giving her a more friendly smile. "Of course, what were you looking for?"

[scionofkushiel]

She gives him a smile back, managing to make it slightly distracted. "The library...I think I may have taken a wrong turn."

[phedre_25]

FitzChivalry having given her leave to take walks if she were careful, Phedre will be walking in the corridor, probably on the way to the library.

She's still weak and tired, and so she may not spot Melisande right away.

[scionofkushiel]

Melisande does, however, see her. And smiles.

"Ah, Phedre."

[phedre_25]

Oh Elua.

Phedre curtsies.

"Melisande."

[scionofkushiel]

Melisande crosses to her, smiling. "It's been so long."