@lordherald. sc.
“ CAN WE GO HOME, NOW? ” she murmurs, hand touching the inquisitor’s elbow as she approached his side. nervously eyeing the ballroom back inside. glad of the fresh air on the balcony. “ since the empress is saved, we have nothing else left to do here, right? ” if lindiranae had disliked orlesians before, this whole event had pushed her into complete hatred. from the strange looks she had been enduring all night to the perverse comments and touching of her ears. “ they just witnessed an attempted assassination and they’re still dancing? ” she mutters with a disapproving purse of her lips.
