"-ord. My lord."
Henrietta's eyes snapped open. How had it been? She reached forward, her hands falling upon a silken fabric; a dress. Louise's hands met hers. They were soft, malleable hands. A stark contrast to the cold, hard steel Henrietta sensed under the skin.
"My apologies, Louise. Perhaps my body is not ready for the Time enough."
Louise inclined her head. "I will ensure your safety, my lord."
"Thank you."
Smiling again, Henrietta stood, placing a hand against the wall for balance. She felt... more frail. The smile wavered. "Let us go see the next venue then, shall we?"
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The screeching pierced through Firo's ears. There was a metallic quality to it; something less than human. Much less. The black faded. The door was closing. The familiar fabric of Louise' dress was disappearing through the door.
Where's she going? "Louise!"
"Yes, my lord." The maid was next to him. The door shut.
"What... where did you come from?" His eyebrows knitted.
"I was merely closing off the strings behind us. You did wish to leave the Commissioner?"
"That was his name?"
"Yes, my lord."
"But didn't you just close that door?"
Louise's jaw tightened. There hadn't been an overlap before. She hesitated. "No, my lord."
"My apologies, Louise. Perhaps my body is not ready for the Time enough."
Louise inclined her head. "I will ensure your safety, my lord."
"Thank you."
Smiling again, Henrietta stood, placing a hand against the wall for balance. She felt... more frail. The smile wavered. "Let us go see the next venue then, shall we?"
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The screeching pierced through Firo's ears. There was a metallic quality to it; something less than human. Much less. The black faded. The door was closing. The familiar fabric of Louise' dress was disappearing through the door.
Where's she going? "Louise!"
"Yes, my lord." The maid was next to him. The door shut.
"What... where did you come from?" His eyebrows knitted.
"I was merely closing off the strings behind us. You did wish to leave the Commissioner?"
"That was his name?"
"Yes, my lord."
"But didn't you just close that door?"
Louise's jaw tightened. There hadn't been an overlap before. She hesitated. "No, my lord."
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