In the early hours, Jancis stumbled into the inn room she had in Gridania.
The entire night had been peculiar and all the conjurer kept coming to conclusion to is she had simply wasted precious time.
Memeli had called out for help, not exactly frantically, but enough to warranty summons. What the next bells' had in store for Jancis was a wild goose chase that surely the crazed lalafell had planned each minute of. She had always gave a wary eye to the pink-haired woman; but most times the incredulous acts were over sweets or who got to spend time with Lady Jajara. This incident also seemed to ring to that effect, and in the end this "Riddle Queen" was agreeable if not pleased.
After that, Jancis was not quite sure. What had exactly happened? She frowned, trying to pull back the details. There was a lot of pink, truly, but had that not been all but a simple daydream of fancy?
It should have been, but Jezune had shattered that outlook on it. She realized she was standing in Ul'dah, him looking at her with intent concern and worry. His hand shaking her shoulder with conviction reminding her of their first encounter. The lancer kept checking on her. And there she was, dressed up like a performer!
Jancis shook off the spiraling thoughts, focusing on resting. She was oblivious to the problems in Ul'dah, who had won the Grindstone that sevenday. But at least, thanks to a kindred spirit, she was in her right mind.
She would have to return the favor to Jezune.
Though... if the haze had been truth... how much had she loved Memeli?
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The entire night had been peculiar and all the conjurer kept coming to conclusion to is she had simply wasted precious time.
Memeli had called out for help, not exactly frantically, but enough to warranty summons. What the next bells' had in store for Jancis was a wild goose chase that surely the crazed lalafell had planned each minute of. She had always gave a wary eye to the pink-haired woman; but most times the incredulous acts were over sweets or who got to spend time with Lady Jajara. This incident also seemed to ring to that effect, and in the end this "Riddle Queen" was agreeable if not pleased.
After that, Jancis was not quite sure. What had exactly happened? She frowned, trying to pull back the details. There was a lot of pink, truly, but had that not been all but a simple daydream of fancy?
It should have been, but Jezune had shattered that outlook on it. She realized she was standing in Ul'dah, him looking at her with intent concern and worry. His hand shaking her shoulder with conviction reminding her of their first encounter. The lancer kept checking on her. And there she was, dressed up like a performer!
Jancis shook off the spiraling thoughts, focusing on resting. She was oblivious to the problems in Ul'dah, who had won the Grindstone that sevenday. But at least, thanks to a kindred spirit, she was in her right mind.
She would have to return the favor to Jezune.
Though... if the haze had been truth... how much had she loved Memeli?
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