Sophia exhaled, "Well the dress certainly worked on him, and I recognise him, he was frequently on duty when I was taking classes. I'm not sure I want to spend the next however long hearing people lament over 'poor Lady Sophia'. I sound like an invalid." "Sophie, you've always been popular with the castle staff, …
The Overlord accompanied Sophia and Connor as far as the forest road leading to Lillia's main city - they had left the island the same way Connor had arrived, rather to Sophia's relief. She wasn't very confident about the water route from the cove she had washed up in. They only had Connor's bay mare …
Eventually Sophia felt she had enough of a plan to discuss with the djinn, while still being flexible enough to cope with unexpected suggestions and ideas. After a brief argument, Connor stayed at the cottage and slightly sulkily discussed woodsmanship with the Overlord. He brightened up as Acron started contributing to the conversation, providing information …
The next morning, Sophia excused a her rudeness and scribbled notes throughout breakfast. Ideas on useful contacts, questions for the djinn, more notes on the personalities and cares of the women on the list and ideas of alternate identities and disguises. She only lifted her head when Evan came barrelling in, uncharacteristically late, with news …
The Overlord laughed, "I shall look forward to meeting your candidates Lady Sophia and look forward even more to watching them strike terror into the hearts of my advisors." The deity sniffed, "It serves them right. Don't be afraid to deviate a little from their list, Sophia. Remain aware of the political implications but know …
Connor sat, stiffly awkward, holding Sophie as she sobbed. Soon, though, concern won over terror and he hauled her in closer and ducked in to try and see her face. "Don't, I'm red and puffy and blotchy." "Seen it before." "Not since I was eight." "Ten." He managed to win a watery smile, a deep …
They made it to the Deity's clearing with minimal excitement, at least in Sophia's view. Connor probably felt differently. He hadn't been expecting the sudden appearance of Sophia's friendly Djinn, Heal, a regular morning occurrence since she'd helped him and his cousins with their fears of both wide open spaces and tight, enclosed spots, one …
Sophia jumped away from the door, just in time to get out of sight of the yard before Imelda swung it open. Thankfully she didn't react to Sophia's presence, lurking off to one side. Sophia supposed she'd known of her eavesdropping the whole time but there were more important things to discuss. "You think I …
Connor strode out to the stable and hunted for something physical to do. There was a pile of wood and an axe nearby but he wasn’t a great woodcutter and he didn’t want to risk a sharp blade with his current mood. He settled for hunting down some leather polish and a cloth and attacking …
Sophia strode through the forest, smiling a greeting at a friendly raven and tossing some scraps collected from breakfast to both her and the uncertain little furballs in the undergrowth. She wasn't sure what they were, the island collected mythical animals that had lost their belief along with everything else, but they were cute and …
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