Delial took her time in draining her cup of tea. The man who brought the parchment to her attention snickered and sneered while she slipped it from his hands. Some minutes later, when it became more and more evident that his patron did not share his amusement, he silently slipped back from wherever it was he came. She was not watching, no, nor did she care.
She set her cup down and re-read the words.
Her elbow set down upon the table, and she held her chin in her hands. She read it a third time, frowning.
"So much for subtlety," she eventually muttered.
She set her cup down and re-read the words.
Her elbow set down upon the table, and she held her chin in her hands. She read it a third time, frowning.
"So much for subtlety," she eventually muttered.
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