[ Trilla paused a moment to gather her courage as she approached the masked man to whom she had been told she would be assigned "if he'll have you; good luck, Foundling." All her struggles; all her striving had been for this moment, and she would not fail now. Not when the man who stands before her is the one she's been waiting her entire life to meet in the flesh -- the one she'd broken her mother's heart to seek in secret and then finally confront her with what she suspected.
She would not tell him, of course. Not until she'd earned his approval; she would not take for granted that a familial bond was worth anything at all, not when her mother had renounced her the instant she'd drawn the white feather with a look of triumph. She would prove herself first, and only when she was certain he would not turn her away would she reveal her prized secret.
His gaze appears to turn her way and she draws herself up straighter, crossing the room in a few swift strides to stand before him. She feels suddenly very small at this proximity, but it no longer matters. This is the moment that will define her future. ]
Hello, Sir.
[ Respectful, but not the form of address that her heart craves; Master, or Father -- but Trilla can be patient. She can, much as it rankles to have to. ]
new arrivals
She would not tell him, of course. Not until she'd earned his approval; she would not take for granted that a familial bond was worth anything at all, not when her mother had renounced her the instant she'd drawn the white feather with a look of triumph. She would prove herself first, and only when she was certain he would not turn her away would she reveal her prized secret.
His gaze appears to turn her way and she draws herself up straighter, crossing the room in a few swift strides to stand before him. She feels suddenly very small at this proximity, but it no longer matters. This is the moment that will define her future. ]
Hello, Sir.
[ Respectful, but not the form of address that her heart craves; Master, or Father -- but Trilla can be patient. She can, much as it rankles to have to. ]
You must be finding this all terribly dull.