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Old 12-17-2002, 11:49 AM   #86
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The Saving of the Seventh Star blends back in with this thread here.

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It was midafternoon before Bethberry could make her way downstairs to take lunch. She noticed Ulaf and caught the slight notice from the corner of his eye which signified that she should cease concern about the Innkeeper.

She wished she could think the same of the Princess, who had spent a fitful morning while Bethberry cleansed the wound thoroughly this time, bled it again, dressed it, and then attended to serving Estelyn, in small sips, a herbal broth to counteract the poison. Only when the feverish thrashing had finally stopped and Estelyn had sunk into more restful repose did Bethberry feel safe in leaving her briefly.

She caught up with others at the lunch table, all enjoying a special stew flavoured with Susan's garlic and a cake scented with Birdie's vanilla. Some of the patrons still hummed tunes made memorable the previous night by Gandalf's Glasshammer minstrels. Bethberry did not avoid anyone's eyes, but she could only comment that neither Estelyn nor Rimbaud would explain what had happened.

Lunch and some sociable conversation over, Bethberry returned upstairs to keep watch over Estelyn. A long watch.

[ December 17, 2002: Message edited by: Rimbaud ]
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