Is this Home Away from Home
Ash 28
Elizana walked into her home away from home and resisted the urge to shudder. The palace was beautiful with its brick walls and glass windows and imposing gates. The young woman was dressed for travel with brown dived skirts and a grey jacket that clung to her upper torso. Her long brown hair was pinned up but currently covered by a fur lined cap the kept her head warm.
She didn’t travel alone though she did walk in to the palace by her self. Elizana did to Abel with a ladies made though there was one her and at the Dawn Palace for her to use. She did travel with a man servant though who made sure she was safe and her luggage got to its appropriate place. The daughter of the western reaches was sure that Hans had already entered the palace through the servant entrance.
Elizana had visited this place a couple times since gaining her freedom. Always to visit those friends she had made while here and to allow her brother and excuse to visit the hot springs. This time though she was here for business. First to see where their Branderbren allies were leaning. Second to negotiate with the Duchess of Brandt for there support. All of these thoughts raced her head as she marched with purpose through the outer courts of the palace.
There were benefits to being a widow of a count. The few guards who tried to stop her, being to new, got a friendly but challenging took from Elizana and then were informed by others that she had endured the previous count for a couple years and her reward was standing permission to get to the inner courts. Which was where she was coming up to.
Elizana Celamyrsa, jewel of the Dawn, and survivor of ambitious stewards sweeped into courtyard of Castle Friedrich. It was later in the day so the room was less crowded but the young lady did see many face she knew. Some of them friendly, some of them neutral and few unfriendly. The blue eyed noble put on a friendly and mischievous smile as she looked around.
“Lady Friedrich.” Lady Graham said coming forward and bowing.
“Lady Graham.” Elizana said with pleasure as she was approached by the matronly Baroness who had been one of her guides over those years. Other greetings were exchanged but each short as there were others to be made and Elizana still had to present herself before the Count himself.
As Elizana was finishing greetings those who would or should greet her a man dressed as a steward approached her. She didn’t recognize him but that wasn’t a surprise.
“Dowager Countess Friedrich.” He said with a perfect bow. “His grace, the Count Friedrich has expressed a desire to greet you.”
She didn’t travel alone though she did walk in to the palace by her self. Elizana did to Abel with a ladies made though there was one her and at the Dawn Palace for her to use. She did travel with a man servant though who made sure she was safe and her luggage got to its appropriate place. The daughter of the western reaches was sure that Hans had already entered the palace through the servant entrance.
Elizana had visited this place a couple times since gaining her freedom. Always to visit those friends she had made while here and to allow her brother and excuse to visit the hot springs. This time though she was here for business. First to see where their Branderbren allies were leaning. Second to negotiate with the Duchess of Brandt for there support. All of these thoughts raced her head as she marched with purpose through the outer courts of the palace.
There were benefits to being a widow of a count. The few guards who tried to stop her, being to new, got a friendly but challenging took from Elizana and then were informed by others that she had endured the previous count for a couple years and her reward was standing permission to get to the inner courts. Which was where she was coming up to.
Elizana Celamyrsa, jewel of the Dawn, and survivor of ambitious stewards sweeped into courtyard of Castle Friedrich. It was later in the day so the room was less crowded but the young lady did see many face she knew. Some of them friendly, some of them neutral and few unfriendly. The blue eyed noble put on a friendly and mischievous smile as she looked around.
“Lady Friedrich.” Lady Graham said coming forward and bowing.
“Lady Graham.” Elizana said with pleasure as she was approached by the matronly Baroness who had been one of her guides over those years. Other greetings were exchanged but each short as there were others to be made and Elizana still had to present herself before the Count himself.
As Elizana was finishing greetings those who would or should greet her a man dressed as a steward approached her. She didn’t recognize him but that wasn’t a surprise.
“Dowager Countess Friedrich.” He said with a perfect bow. “His grace, the Count Friedrich has expressed a desire to greet you.”
