status: closed starter for @ofaeth3r (for rosamund) location: red keep
the heat in the city was unbearable, suffocating. only a few days past and the lady of ten towers yearned for the sea's breeze, the salt in the air, instead of the rancid odor wafting over from the various districts. yerin continued fanning herself, watching the people below fret about. she had thought that the alcove was secluded enough space to observe, noting a figure approach who seemed to be equally affected by the heat. a consideration to take her leave crossed her mind but it'd seem cruel in this place that would soon snuff out all good will in a matter days when the kingsmoot commenced.
with a sigh, the ruling lady offered her spare fan to the passing lady, though not feeling generous enough to debase herself and fan the woman herself. "this weather seems to accentuate the less desirable qualities of the city. are you well?"