Lightstar Family/Adaria/Roleplay 28
Recruit, Refit, Return
"Adaria is back in the city?"
Gerard nodded to the duke.
"Wonderful! Send word that I intend to leave by tomorrow night. And deliver the package."
"At once, milord."
He found her near the barracks.
"Oh hi Gerry! How are you?"
The steward almost huffed in indignation at the nickname, but one look at that happily beaming face dispelled all such thoughts of rebuttal. He managed a wry smile as he replied.
"I am well, milady. Did you enjoy the tournament? I heard you were quite the lucky girl."
"Errr, heh heh..." she blushed. "Yeah, it was quite interesting... maybe a bit too interesting," Adaria recalled with a wince and an unconscious rub at her bruised side. Her face clouded over briefly, but then she shook the gloom away and chirped, "So! What does Xarnie want?"
Gerard snorted; only she ever referred to the Duke of Idapur in such a way.
"His Grace would like to depart for the south by tomorrow night. And this is for you," he said, as he handed over a bulging pouch. "Refit quickly, my dear, because I doubt he will wait long."
Her gaze drifted down to the gift.
"Eep! But but, I'll need at least a day for repairs! And that's not even taking into account getting new recruits, and a nice bath, and maybe a massage, and..." she quickly blurted out, then stopped as she looked up and finally noticed the steward's amused expression. "Oh fine, I'll be a good girl and hurry! Bye-byes Gerry-Berry, and thaaaaaanks!"
With a giggle, she dashed off before the old man even had a chance to offer some sort of reply. Sighing as he shook his head, Gerard waved at her retreating back and then used that hand to smooth out his thinning hair. Adaria disappeared from view shortly after, as she turned the corner down the street.
