Chapter 26 book 3 is live
Softenings
That night, Sedra did not come down to dinner, nor did she have Brinnid in her rooms for dinner. In fact, she ate no dinner at all. Instead, she sat in the dusk and then the dark, still curled up on her sofa. She let one of the upstairs maids lay a fire in the hearth, but she refused to let the lamps be lit--not even a single candle.
“Oh, miss,” said her ladies maid, Camma. “You should eat something, and let me light one of the lamps. Would you like to read a little, perhaps? You’ve just cut the pages of that new novel.”
“I don’t want to read.”
“You can’t just sit here in the dark until bed!”
“There’s light enough from the fire, Camma. You’re excused for the evening.”
“But--”
“Sinsett, you’re excused,” Sedra snapped.
Camma shook her head and sighed. “Then I’ll see you in the morning, miss.”
Once she’d gone, Sedra sank even deeper into the sofa, the flames warming her pale skin. Her nose was no longer red, but her eyes were. She’d spent the dregs of her anger on poor Camma, and though she knew without asking she was already forgiven, abusing Camma made her even more miserable, and she hugged the cushion in her lap tighter.
“If your mood is as dark as this room, you’re in a bad way indeed, Your Highness,” came a cool voice behind her.
“You are the last person I want to see at this particular moment, Teacher.” said the Princess, still facing the fire.
Teacher came all the way into the room and shut the door. “And yet, here I am.”
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That night, Sedra did not come down to dinner, nor did she have Brinnid in her rooms for dinner. In fact, she ate no dinner at all. Instead, she sat in the dusk and then the dark, still curled up on her sofa. She let one of the upstairs maids lay a fire in the hearth, but she refused to let the lamps be lit--not even a single candle.
“Oh, miss,” said her ladies maid, Camma. “You should eat something, and let me light one of the lamps. Would you like to read a little, perhaps? You’ve just cut the pages of that new novel.”
“I don’t want to read.”
“You can’t just sit here in the dark until bed!”
“There’s light enough from the fire, Camma. You’re excused for the evening.”
“But--”
“Sinsett, you’re excused,” Sedra snapped.
Camma shook her head and sighed. “Then I’ll see you in the morning, miss.”
Once she’d gone, Sedra sank even deeper into the sofa, the flames warming her pale skin. Her nose was no longer red, but her eyes were. She’d spent the dregs of her anger on poor Camma, and though she knew without asking she was already forgiven, abusing Camma made her even more miserable, and she hugged the cushion in her lap tighter.
“If your mood is as dark as this room, you’re in a bad way indeed, Your Highness,” came a cool voice behind her.
“You are the last person I want to see at this particular moment, Teacher.” said the Princess, still facing the fire.
Teacher came all the way into the room and shut the door. “And yet, here I am.”
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