Before the storm arrives, before the wind

Trism stepped out onto the porch and took a deep breath. It was going to be a beautiful day.

[In the Boarding House]

Cameron has discovered that the small room is just big enough for her to practice her ballet movements without bumping into anything, so she is doing just that. She has to mind her movements, of course, but that's not difficult for her.

Liir is supposed to be up soon, she thinks, and although it makes her nervous not watching over him ... she understands that he needs his space. That doesn't mean she has to like it.

The ballet is a sufficient distraction for the moment.

Down the road from the tavern is a large barn where the locals can stable their mounts. In the barn is a boy, tall and sturdy with buttergold hair slicked back out of his face. He's whistling as he sweeps up and the animals and Animals around him sort of seem to sway and bob to the rhythm as they go about their business.