The mead settles gently against the wood of the table. Quiet flickering of tavern flames lights only a fraction of the establishment around them, serving to create an atmosphere of privacy; of solace. But it seems as though Elise is not yet ready to give that to the enigmatic woman, alone and discreet, whom was now the recipient of a free drink and new 'company'.
‶ May I have this seat? ″
----- Elise takes it regardless, without hesitance.















