After the Storm (OPEN)

[sissy_queen]

Gwen is sitting on the porch in the wee hours of the morning. Between the quake, the storm, and the overall panic that partially filled the Mansion, and the news that her friend Jaenelle is ill, she hasn't really slept much, nor does she feel inclined to

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[apolloscurse]

Cassandra comes wandering outside, looking preoccupied and distracted, which is probably part of why she's not wearing anything on her feet.

[sissy_queen]

Guinevere catches sight of her, and makes a shy sound of greeting.

"Dame Cassandra?" Shyly worried, if it's possible at all.

[apolloscurse]

She looks up, and it's that expression again. Slightly foggy, distant, thoughtful.

"Queen of the Isles," she says in a strangely hollow voice.

[sissy_queen]

"Aye, I am." The eeriness registers, and Gwen looks at Cassandra more keenly.

[sirbeaumains]

"--your majesty?"

[sissy_queen]

She looks up. Finds a smile, tries to pretend everything is alright.

"Sir Gareth. Good Morning."

[sirbeaumains]

"And to you, your majesty," he says, bowing at once. "I didn't know you were here."

[sissy_queen]

She smiles, a little wistfully. "Oh?" She blushes. "I thought your brothers would have told you, mayhap..."

She saw both Gaheris and Gawain...