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[goldflecked.livejournal.com]

This place is beautiful. I enjoyed the castle, but this has a certain charm to it that I have not experienced before. The tower is quite exotic.

Even the kitchen is new to me, with the strange ways to heat food. I've tried some of my mother's old recipes, if anyone is hungry! There is bread, soup and roast.

[Myra can, obviously, be found in the kitchen, surrounded by pots and pans. Somebody is nesting.]

Ah... one more thing. Are there any other healers present?

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[goldflecked.livejournal.com]

[Myra quickly shakes her head at that. This man just had her on edge... regarding who or what her father had been.]

It is nothing.

[heresyandlace.livejournal.com]

Are you sure?

[goldflecked.livejournal.com]

...I am sure.

[heresyandlace.livejournal.com]

Then, would you mind me asking why you look the way you do?

[goldflecked.livejournal.com]

Oh.

[She glances away at that.]

I am a half-breed. My mother was a Sunyian elf, and my father... she only referred to him as the 'golden creature'.

[heresyandlace.livejournal.com]

'Golden creature'... is that so?

[his expression doesn't change much, really, but there's something behind it now that is a little knowing and perhaps even unkind]

[goldflecked.livejournal.com]

[You're freaking her out a bit, sir.]

...that is so.

[heresyandlace.livejournal.com]

[...he does that sometimes, yeah.]

Intriguing.

[he takes a moment to finish up the last bit of his plate before pushing his chair back from the table. He breathes a contented sigh at the wonderful food, but his demeanor is just a little less genuinely friendly than it had been before]

My, that was the best meal I've had in quite a while. Thank you again for your gracious hospitality.

[goldflecked.livejournal.com]

[It makes her have cold chills and her claws itch in need to defend herself.]

...you're quite welcome, sir.