The chamber filled. Guards and maids hustled to and fro carrying linen, armour and weapons.
"Choose, Jibrith." Triu waved a hand over bows, daggers and pikes now laid neatly on the floor. Jibrith selected one dagger. Chamber guards chose extra weapons with diligence.
Soon, all was done and the chamber emptied.
Rallumi remained, standing silently. In the presence of others she had buried her fears beneath her smiles, but when she knew she was truly alone in the chamber she sank slowly to her knees, buried her head in her hands and wept many tears for the young Lord Triu.
Neville Hunt 8 months ago
Oh dear, that doesn’t sound good!... if she has witchly powers.