A slight shake of her head, dark hair swaying slightly with the motion, ”No- we have covered everything that is required for you to be acknowledged in the city.”
Settling back into the chair, her posture at ease with languid grace now that the official business was concluded, ”You are free to seek a resting place.”
Memories flickering of another acknowledgment years past. This one would not play out the same, no Lord present tofleeleave the room, no forward Daeva oozing everything that was Clan.
She wondered if the change was her.
Apologies for the delay in this. If we are good, I can wrap/close the scene.