Lia had been in the bed with another bowl of soup off to the side with her bread in it. In front of her laid a couple of the books the servant had brought and some more paper and ink in case she wanted to write some notes. She had just turned away to try to snack on her meal when she heard the ever familiar voice. She stopped in her tracks and slowly turned to see Razor just beyond the doorway and well behind the wards. Her face flushed a bit as she dipped her head a bit shyly unsure what to really do. He was still probably mad with her... She knew it. A letter wouldn't fix anything, but she wanted to at least try.
"Hi..." she shyly replied. She had no idea what he would say or do. There was nothing she even knew what to say. There wasn't even a guarantee he'd come but here he was...
"Hi..." she shyly replied. She had no idea what he would say or do. There was nothing she even knew what to say. There wasn't even a guarantee he'd come but here he was...
