Almalexia. (arithmeticks) wrote in emillion, |
The young woman with the tray of prettily plated appetizers looked strangely familiar. Juliette puzzled over it as she took her time selecting items to move to her plate. Banquet servers floated between such events, of course, but that was not where she had seen this face… It came to her as she reached for a quail egg -- the park, the letter for Lady Aerin, and Boris’ unfortunate behavior. Surprise must have shown on her face for a moment -- hadn’t this young woman said she was in the employ of the church? -- before being replaced with a small, polite smile. “Good evening,” she said politely. “It is a pleasure to see you again,” if under odd circumstances. “I hope you are well?” “Good evening,” Lex said politely in reply. Her expression turned to slight surprise, and then to a subtle warmth. How curious it was to meet Storm’s friend once again, and under similarly unusual circumstances as well. No doubt the young woman would be further perplexed as to the nature of her profession, as she calmly held out a tray of items for the crowds to partake of. None of the usual servants seemed especially alerted to her at this point in the evening, and had simply afforded her with new trays each time one had grown empty. It was all quite advantageous, she believed, and found herself in a pleasant mood thus far. “Thank you for the consideration, I am indeed well,” she said, offering Juliette a chance to take an appetizer from the tray. “I hope times have proved favorable to you as well, perhaps?” “Yes, quite.” She itched to ask just what the blonde was doing here thus attired, but it would not have been polite to inquire, and it did not seem the information would be offered. She completed her selection and with another small smile and a nod of her head, said, “Thank you, and best of luck with your… tasks this evening.” A pause, then, “Perhaps… if you see Storm, you might tell him I said hello?” She had not seen him much since his recovery; she had to imagine someone from the cathedral might encounter him more frequently. “I shall remember to do so upon my return,” Lex replied easily. She shifted the weight of the tray to her other hand and took a moment to recall the young squire and his own trials of late. Perhaps now that he was feeling better, Storm would find more time to spend with his friends once again. Such a hopeful thought did well to lift her spirit, and relaying such a simple message would prove no trouble to her at all. She raised an eyebrow, a hint of curiosity appearing in her serene expression. Lex wondered whether or not Juliette had ever came to see Storm as the other squires did. “If you ever feel so inclined to visit, of course, I could provide a tour for you as well.” After all, it would not be the first time she had ever guided a squire around the Cathedral. “It has been some time since I have been by,” Juliette agreed with a thoughtful nod. She knew the public parts of the cathedral moderately well, and she had been back to the dormitory where Storm was housed, but she did not wish to turn down such a kind offer, so she said, “I would be glad for a tour, if you are not too occupied with…. other matters, of course.” Such as delivering messages and passing out appetizers, perhaps. It really was very odd. “Not at all,” Lex calmly assured her (and acting as if her placement that evening was entirely inconspicuous). “I shall look forward to seeing you once again.” Politely excusing herself from Juliette’s company, the mage disappeared mysteriously into the crowds once again. |