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It was early morning, and Edward was guiding Emry out of the manor’s front door. His hands covered her eyes as gentle snowfall began to coat them. “Alright, are you ready for your present, darling?” he murmured, while placing a tender kiss upon the back of her head. He grinned brightly, looking forward. But there was Jives, motioning his hand over his neck with an awkward expression, as maids and servant lads ran about nervously. Ed realised quickly that something was off, keeping his hands still in front of Em’s eyes. He mouthed “What is it?!” silently. The butler smiled apologetically and said: “Sorry, my lord, it-.. the thing ran off!”
At that point, Edward’s hands slid down over Emry’s hips. “Ran off? What do you mean it just ran off?!” he scolded quite angrily. The balding, mustached man twiddled his white-gloved fingers. “Well, you see, it was there, and then-”
“And then it wasn’t.” The lord-steward ran his hands down his face. Then smiled to Emry apologetically. “Sorry, the..surprise is a bit ruined. We should help them look.” Clearly, the man was a bit ill at ease. He took his redheaded lover’s hand and would eagerly drag her about towards the woods. “Are the dogs penned?!” he called back to Jives, who nodded quite nervously. “Why yes!” Ed sighed as he broke into a jog towards the woods. “Great, well. At least that. I should get Flint- he’ll be of help.”
Emry’d notice that he was clearly keeping the nature of the present to himself. And why would he need his fox hound?
After a while, they took to the woods. Flintlock the brave dog in the front, smelling the snowy ground, barking and running. “Sorry, darling, truly-” Edward went on apologising as they ran through the woods. Then finally, they saw it:
A beautiful little fox kit was standing on the elevated, cracked tip of a felled tree. Flint was below it, barking and jumping up. The little fox had a green bow tied around it’s neck- clearly, a present.
Edward snapped “Flint! Down, boy!” to the dog, who flattened his ears and came pattering back to Edward’s side. The lord then laughed embarassedly to his woman, placing a hand on her lower back and motioning to the little kit. “Well.. happy Wintersday, darling. He’s yours!”
It was a simple letter with a simple envelope with simple writing on the front of it addressed to Emry Callaghan at Elswood.
Miss Callaghan,
I’ve been thinking a lot about what you said with your apothecary being burnt down. Enclosed are a few minor items that might prove useful in your endeavors to resituate yourself. We have to stick together, after all.
Signed, Lydia Barakov
The package was a small wooden box without any outstanding carvings. In fact, it looked like it used to house cigars, even smelling of smoke when it opened up. Inside were three unlabeled vials. One was a dust of ashen grey, the second was an herb that would be recognized as smokeable, and the third was a thick crimson liquid with swirling shadows inside of it.
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👂for anjali and emry!
Anjali
“I worry about that girl. She talks about this Edward man but I have yet to meet him. Do you think she’s made him up? He can’t be good for her either way. He’s either neglectful or a representation of her own self doubt when it comes to getting what she desires in life.”
Emry
“Something she’s hiding. I’m not sure what yet. She’s friendly and no, I don’t think she started those fires. That’s really ridiculous if you ask me. I mean what did she gain out of it? She lost her shop. Now she’s just living with some nobleman and… rather set up for life…” Her eyes narrowed briefly before she flashed a smile. “She definitely didn’t do it.”
NAME: Callaghan, Emry
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FACECLAIM: Jessica Chastain
Emry Callaghan
“Now, you see? THIS is festive and Miss Callaghan certainly knows how to wear a gown. I think this one comes from Zaad Nikkad, he’s that wonderful new Asuran designer I just love him. Give this one an Eight!” She smirked, sipping from her wine glass.