Snippet #1977250

Ser Wesley sighed. "You do know what he's going to think when he receives your message, right, Ser?" Wesley looked at Rivera with a tired sort of look, and she simply smiled back at him. "Of course, Ser, that's why I had him word it that way." She wandered around the library, waiting Leo's return. Her father had been left within the castle's Great Hall, to await their return, as she had requested to see Lelinus alone. "I have not seen him in over a week, let me have my fun, Wesley." She told him with a smirk.

Her royal blue cape rustled behind her. Her hair, where she had chopped it off crudely, had been fixed, and was now incredibly short, just barely reaching her chin. She wore dark blues and golds, mixed in with blacks. The outfit was meant for riding in, as well as formal wear. She had refused to wear anything put breeches. Though her father had tried to insist she wore a dress, she would not.

"I'll not be caught dead in something of that nature outside of a party or my wedding day." She'd told him. Her black riding boots made heavy footfalls on the stone floor. The door opened behind her, and she turned ot see Lelinus enter. He hadn't acctually looked at her yet, so with a smirk and her hands on her hips, she said directly to him,

"Lelinus DeGrey, since when am I not welcome at your side? Is my being of Noble birth just too much for you?"