“Goodnight Sweetie.” Gemma smiled at Danievere before returning to pose in the mirror.
She jumped, because for a split-second she thought she saw a grinning figure behind her in the reflection. “I-I think I’ll call it a night too…” she shuddered, heading to bed.
Bellah looooooathed how much noise and mayhem Jet could create… although, in this case she thought it would be quite useful.
Normally Erras would suck it up and soldier on, but he wasn’t going to be lifting a great sword anytime soon. He apologised to the group for being a burden.
The Knight listened to the others making their escape plan before he noticed someone was missing.
“How many rooms does this place have!?” Genii was wandering the corridors opening doors at random. His plan of confronting the Regent wasn’t going so well… seeing as he had absolutely no idea where Lord Severin was. He came across a locked door and rattled it’s handle in frustration.
“Lost?” A familiar (grumpy) voice asked. Genii flinched and turned around to find Sir Callan and a couple of guards approaching.