[Even with Ike's insistance, this morning, Driselle had still sat down to sign a few things, look over this and that, oh, she should also send a message to the market, and something to the government, and...
It was Rowen who had to push her out the door and politely decline to let her take anything with her.
This is well earned break, Lady Driselle. You should make the most of it.
Which was how Driselle ended up being handed some lunch in a picnic basket and ceremoniously denied entry to her own house. Not that she took it badly; she was more amused than anything, and touched, that she had so many people looking out for her and taking care of her.
Besides, the sea... the sea!]
Truly? [She smiles warmly.] Thank you, Ike, for arranging this. And for being my... chaperone. [She says chaperone, but they both know what she really means. Formally, yes, he's a chaperone, and he'll protect her should there be any trouble. In reality, a friend, who's stood by her the past few months, and arranged something to take her mind off business. And she can't thank him enough for that.]
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It was Rowen who had to push her out the door and politely decline to let her take anything with her.
This is well earned break, Lady Driselle. You should make the most of it.
Which was how Driselle ended up being handed some lunch in a picnic basket and ceremoniously denied entry to her own house. Not that she took it badly; she was more amused than anything, and touched, that she had so many people looking out for her and taking care of her.
Besides, the sea... the sea!]
Truly? [She smiles warmly.] Thank you, Ike, for arranging this. And for being my... chaperone. [She says chaperone, but they both know what she really means. Formally, yes, he's a chaperone, and he'll protect her should there be any trouble. In reality, a friend, who's stood by her the past few months, and arranged something to take her mind off business. And she can't thank him enough for that.]