07-14-2018, 04:43 PM
*knock knock knock*
"Nnnn...." Satsume grumbled in weary disgust and blindly fumbled for the quilt, pulling it over his head. The beds in Burg Castle were probably the best he had ever slept in, and he wasn't about to pass up life's greatest luxury over the measly rapping of a servant's knuckles on the door.
*knock knock knock!* "Mister Satsume?" came a muffled voice from outside.
Still clinging to his state of nirvana, Satsume could only mumble. "Mmmf. Goway."
“The captain of the guard wishes to have a word with you, Mister Satsume.”
A pause, then finally, with disgust, a dreary-eyed Satsume threw the covers off and grunted his displeasure. “Alright, alright. Give me a minute.”
He swiveled his legs around and placed his feet on the floor. Throughout a series of yawns, stretches, and eye-rubbing, Satsume put on his pants and a shirt, slid his boots on, and trudged to the door. The servant took a step back and curtseyed.
“So sorry to wake you, but the captain was very insistent.”
“I’ll bet,” said Satsume, stifling another yawn with the back of his hand. “He just wants to see me?”
“Actually, he wanted to see all of you. I’m making my way down the hall. Only the Lady Cecily remains unroused.”
“Let me handle that,” he said, then lowered his voice. “She can be… a little grouchy if she doesn’t get enough sleep.”
“Okay, but please hurry! He will meet you at the dining hall!” The maid bowed her head and turned back down the hallway.
Satsume went the other way, and stopped in front of the next room – Cecily’s. He rubbed more sleep out of his eyes and gave his head a quick shake to help wake himself up. Then he knocked.
Tap tap tappity tap! Tap tap!
A brief pause, then finally: “Who is it?”
“Your brave and gallant Sir Knight,” Satsume replied sarcastically. “You dressed?”
He turned the handle and entered Cecily’s room. She looked incredibly weary, like she hadn’t gotten much sleep. He had a pretty good inkling as to why: sometime last night, she had been informed by someone in the castle – a former Lausian vassal, probably – of her father’s death. He remembered her being especially averse to conversation before they had turned in for the night. And there was no way he was about to try talking to her about it to calm her down.
It’s probably not in the job description, Satsume thought. Besides, I’m sure I’d just say something stupid or insensitive.
“We’ve been summoned to the dining hall by the wyvern captain. I suspect there’s breakfast. You hungry?”
"Nnnn...." Satsume grumbled in weary disgust and blindly fumbled for the quilt, pulling it over his head. The beds in Burg Castle were probably the best he had ever slept in, and he wasn't about to pass up life's greatest luxury over the measly rapping of a servant's knuckles on the door.
*knock knock knock!* "Mister Satsume?" came a muffled voice from outside.
Still clinging to his state of nirvana, Satsume could only mumble. "Mmmf. Goway."
“The captain of the guard wishes to have a word with you, Mister Satsume.”
A pause, then finally, with disgust, a dreary-eyed Satsume threw the covers off and grunted his displeasure. “Alright, alright. Give me a minute.”
He swiveled his legs around and placed his feet on the floor. Throughout a series of yawns, stretches, and eye-rubbing, Satsume put on his pants and a shirt, slid his boots on, and trudged to the door. The servant took a step back and curtseyed.
“So sorry to wake you, but the captain was very insistent.”
“I’ll bet,” said Satsume, stifling another yawn with the back of his hand. “He just wants to see me?”
“Actually, he wanted to see all of you. I’m making my way down the hall. Only the Lady Cecily remains unroused.”
“Let me handle that,” he said, then lowered his voice. “She can be… a little grouchy if she doesn’t get enough sleep.”
“Okay, but please hurry! He will meet you at the dining hall!” The maid bowed her head and turned back down the hallway.
Satsume went the other way, and stopped in front of the next room – Cecily’s. He rubbed more sleep out of his eyes and gave his head a quick shake to help wake himself up. Then he knocked.
Tap tap tappity tap! Tap tap!
A brief pause, then finally: “Who is it?”
“Your brave and gallant Sir Knight,” Satsume replied sarcastically. “You dressed?”
He turned the handle and entered Cecily’s room. She looked incredibly weary, like she hadn’t gotten much sleep. He had a pretty good inkling as to why: sometime last night, she had been informed by someone in the castle – a former Lausian vassal, probably – of her father’s death. He remembered her being especially averse to conversation before they had turned in for the night. And there was no way he was about to try talking to her about it to calm her down.
It’s probably not in the job description, Satsume thought. Besides, I’m sure I’d just say something stupid or insensitive.
“We’ve been summoned to the dining hall by the wyvern captain. I suspect there’s breakfast. You hungry?”
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