Madam Ryn (womanswork) wrote in watchers_rp, @ 2017-05-07 01:43:00 |
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Entry tags: | #day 007/07 may, ryn |
Who: Ryn
When: Late night
Where: The Rose Garden (kinda)
Ryn had watched for any recognition in the Taraias family, any hint whatsoever that Daemyn's tongue had been wagging, and had seen none. She had set her spies on them, and had been told the same: the family was far from happy, but their behavior was all their specific type of 'normal.' Daemyn had kept the secret, then. That was only a slight relief; Ryn could not trust that he would continue to do so. The man didn't think, Watchers only knew what he was like to do in the future.
She had decided she would reach out to Lord Daphisio. A message, just a simple message, and that would be it. The man could do whatever he liked with the information, and with any luck, he and his lot would avoid her in the future.
She'd learned her letters late in her childhood, but still had been immensely proud of the skill. Still, Ryn didn't think she had ever agonized over any message half so much as this one. There was so much she wanted to say, so many pieces of parchment wasted and thrown in the fire. In the end, she felt it right only to part with the bare minimum.