[ What time is it? Too late for the lamps to still be lit, but well before the cock would crow dawn and she would rather be asleep when she hears the banging on the door.
Of course, she never slept well, and it was not this person's fault and - it was often enough something tossed her from bed, well and truly before this place.
Quickly for the frantic note of his voice, she reaches for a robe over her night shift, hastily wrapping her body up to be decent for whatever it was that was happening and was so important. Holding it tight to her body to keep herself as hidden as best she can for proprieties sake.
Opening the door to the person hounding on it, she blinks at him, her curls spilling wild out from underneath her sleeping cape where she shoved them up at night. In her haste to answer - forgotten to cover her throat as well and the ugly, wide scar that split up her throat in a wide slash. ]
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Of course, she never slept well, and it was not this person's fault and - it was often enough something tossed her from bed, well and truly before this place.
Quickly for the frantic note of his voice, she reaches for a robe over her night shift, hastily wrapping her body up to be decent for whatever it was that was happening and was so important. Holding it tight to her body to keep herself as hidden as best she can for proprieties sake.
Opening the door to the person hounding on it, she blinks at him, her curls spilling wild out from underneath her sleeping cape where she shoved them up at night. In her haste to answer - forgotten to cover her throat as well and the ugly, wide scar that split up her throat in a wide slash. ]
Sir? Are you well?