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Lady Calista Kolite (thesecretikeep) wrote in watchers_rp,

Calista had had no interest whatsoever in attending the hunt. In fact, after the incident that had occurred with Lady Leavey's son in the training yard only a handful of days ago, she didn't wish for her sons to attend either. She had actually had an argument with Dustin about it. The kind of argument that she knew at least one servant had overheard, and didn't give a single damn for what they had to say about her because of it. Her hands had actually begun to shake in the beginnings of a fit she wasn't prepared for, this matter apparently every bit as daunting as that of Dustin in her bed, before Dustin had informed her the matter was closed. She could keep the girls away from the hunt, but not the boys if they wished to go. Even ladies were going, along with servants, so how bad could it be? They were getting too old to be hanging on their mother's non-existent apron strings, and that was that.

Still in a bit of shock about it, Calista had wandered the palace after the girls went off with their grandmother for the morning. When she caught sight of herself in a particularly reflective window, she wished that she'd dressed differently. She wasn't feeling near charitable enough towards her husband to be clad in Kolite colors. Yes, they suited her very well, but that was not the point. I will make sure to wear nothing but Evencall colors for the next week, just to show him. Knowing it was both childish and unlikely to have any effect, Calista's mind was nevertheless made up. She had likewise made her mind up to go and find something to eat when she realized someone had come upon her. That was forever happening in the palace, but they usually moved on. They did not stop and say something like that.

Despite her mood, Calista felt a small smile pulling up the corners of her mouth as she regarded the woman stood in front of her. She didn't know her, but she recalled her arrival, and there was a resemblance enough between her and one of the Princess's ladies-in-waiting for Calista to feel confident enough to name her. "You are not intruding, Lady Mordha." From Ardghal. A land Calista desperately wished she'd been born in. "I was merely using a window as a looking glass and sending prayers to the Creator to watch over the hunt. You are more than welcome to... hide here." What was she hiding from? Was it a joke?