Snippet #1755042

Evin entered the tent and sat down on a small pillow that was used as a seat. Annie cut strait to the chase which made Evin extra happy. He didn’t want to be spending too much time doing anything of less importance.
“Well miss Petite Rose,” He said as a little joke of his. Lena, Annie’s mother was known to the people as the White Rose. Even though it wasn’t all that funny, he always managed to crack a smile at it for some reason. “I’ve come to you only really to know about the whereabouts of Theron. I’m wondering if he has left the camp yet and if so, where to. The sooner I get to him the better. As a matter of fact, I’d like to get to him before Sean even knows he has returned. Time is everything.”
He leaned back, resting his hands behind him to prevent him from falling. On a small table to the side, there was a whole kettle of tea that seemed to have been prepared when Annie had woken up or at least that’s what he believed. Evin helped himself to a cup, taking a sip before he spoke again. “You could just call it chance, but since I’ve found myself in this camp after the unfortunate event of Kate’s poisoning, I was wondering if I could visit her?”
He tried to make light of the situation he had put Kate in, but it really didn’t help. He felt terrible for doing that to her. She was not meant to be an instrument of war. She had meaning and purpose in this world besides petty and deadly arguing between two pathetic individuals.