Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-25808351-20161215214850/@comment-28358106-20161216052424

Lucida hesitates a moment. Her own expression is difficult to read, but Hound can sense the underlying current of fear in her movements, in the way her body is poised. But she gives a small smile that is genuine.

"Hello, Uncle Marcus," she says quietly. "I...hope I'm not disturbing anything important." She smiles again, and fidgets as she looks at the books and maps. "But knowing you, it probably is." Her smile fades, and she becomes a little braver. "I...came to talk to you about something. About something I heard.  I know this isn't the best time, but...I don't have long.  Papa doesn't know I'm gone, and I don't know if I'll get another chance any time soon..."