I let my frown soften as Fiona tells me it's not our hostess fault and I take one of scones when she holds the plate out towards me. The sheriff already has one and her words to Fiona asking if it was news of the doctor that upset her lets me guess what may be the matter. Death comes seldom to those of the fae, and is most often violent or gruesome. I did not know the doctor but many in town did. I incline my head respectfully as he murmurs that it is sad and horrible. And it reminds me of how dangerous these Iron Lands can be.
I do not feel any hunger now that death has been mentioned however indirectly, but I bite into the scone anyway. It tastes very good.
Our hostess chooses that moment to return carrying an infant dressed all in shades of purple and lavender.I have not seen many infants, especially not human ones, so I look at this one curiously.
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Date: 2013-07-09 01:07 am (UTC)I do not feel any hunger now that death has been mentioned however indirectly, but I bite into the scone anyway. It tastes very good.
Our hostess chooses that moment to return carrying an infant dressed all in shades of purple and lavender.I have not seen many infants, especially not human ones, so I look at this one curiously.