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Post by thedreamerlady on May 31, 2007 21:18:41 GMT -5
Enald stood, and strode around his desk, offering his hand to the Master Healer to shake.
"I'm sure you have other duties to attend too- have a nice day." The Lord was obviously distracted, and though he was brusque, Enald was still polite, in a genuine way.
"Leshya, I will be back in a half an hour. We will decide on appropriate measures to take then." Enald said after the Healer left the room. "I trust you can find something to occupy yourself until then."
Such as setting up her own desk- but he wouldn't say that out loud. Leaving to speak with several of his stewards, Enald wondered at the several things he had to do today- and how much of quarantine he could put together without hurting the efficiently of his Hold. And how, in the name of the first egg, was he suppose to get his father to go some place safe?
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Post by kayla on May 31, 2007 21:46:27 GMT -5
Leshya glanced at her desk when he said that and grinned kind of sheepishly. After all, that had been her idea, and she should stop pre-empting her husband's desk. Though she was still not sure how that had happened!
"I'll be here when you get back."
She would stand then and smile to the Healer. She would work on settling in, but first she had duties as a Hostess to do. Besides, she knew that while Enald had accepted that being a partner was not what was stressing her out, she also knew that if she let her "traditional" duties slide then he would say that meant she was letting it slip from stress and argue that until she had produced an heir, she had to stick to traditional roles. And she did NOT want to have that argument again!
"Let me show you to your quarters. And if you need anything, please. Let me know."
Fine
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