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"Felicia" paused, her eyes still locked on the book as she let her grip on it fall slack. She had no illusions about what was happening, and her instincts told her that the situation was escalating at a pace that she couldn't let go on for long. If left unchecked, the Daemons would move on to do...

Honed instinct and the faint, familiar pulse from her talisman was all the warning "Felicia" needed. Her body reacted before her mind caught up–a flick of the wrist, the glint of steel, and the dagger was already loosed from her fingers. She hadn’t expected it to stop mid-air. Felicia exhaled...

*insert fix here* Clap. Clap. Clap. A slow, measured clap broke through the tense silence. Miki turned her head slightly, just enough to catch sight of a figure approaching from the edge of the gathered students. Pandora. Unlike Tokuhime’s sharp, analytical presence, Pandora’s entrance...

Meanwhile... The manor loomed ahead, its darkened windows like vacant eyes staring into the fading daylight. The chill of the evening air wrapped around Inquisitor "Felicia" as she pressed her back against the dusty wall, listening. The distant noise of civilians making their way home, the...

"One thing before I leave:" The Baroness said, her back still turned to Fen. "Chevalier Louise-Augusta de Palliser of the Cuirassiers de la Reine will be coming, alongside another guest she didn't mention yesterday. Please tell His Grace that he should expect extra guests later this afternoon."...

Lady Serena Lancaster III 71st Baroness of Lancaster; Knight-Captain of the Royal Regiment of Dragoons: Sixth Squadron Born into an old family, Serena exemplifies the "gentlemanly" attitude of nobility: strong-willed, strong-minded and more than courageous enough to back her own mouth. This...

The spark that Pandora had ignited had turned into an out-of-control fire that was impossible for Tokuhime to put out, much to the Japanese girl's vexation. She could feel the tension rise as everyone waited for her to respond. Pandora had failed in her attempt to manipulate her, but now it...

DRAMATIS PERSONAE

"... Thank you." "Felicia" beheld the simple wood trinket that Cecilia had dropped into her hand, reflexively testing its size and heft before she nodded to herself. If such a simple-seeming object was a means of communication between them, even the Inquisitor suspected it was only capable of...

"Time heals all wounds, but that doesn't mean we shouldn't use what we can to help it along." The rebuttal came promptly and without second thought, the speaker letting the bottle settle in Fen's hand(s) before letting go for her to hold. The bottle was staying cool enough to soothe any...

Serena caught the traces of additional violence, and the involuntary twitch in her eye was all the forewarning Fen received before the diminutive Baroness marched over to her sparse belongings and drew out an entire sealed bottle of Bourbon. The temptation to take a swig was damn strong, but...

The Estates-General had been a bothersome and boresome repeat of the previous day, capped off with the knowledge that nothing had been accomplished again despite the presence of so many nobles in high-standing and office. And as Baroness Lancaster, Serena had to suffer it for another five days...

Solitude. It was something all ladies treasured when they had it, and sorely missed when they hadn't. Lady Serena was little different when she could finally peel off the suffocating evening gown in favor of her nightgown. Sure, she probably felt silly when she neglected to ask the maid where...

Sighing out of exasperation and resignation was highly unbecoming of a proper aristocratic lady in the capital, but such things were foreign concepts to Serena and her Northern upbringing. "Why does everything have to be overcomplicated, it's like half the fools in the capital make a bloody...

"... You plan on going out too?" Of all the things "Felicia" had anticipated, Cecilia asserting intent to take part was not one of them, and certainly not something the Inquisitor was in favor of. The pinkette hardly inspired confidence in staying upright without keeling over after an hour, and...

Ever the type of person to want to see information for herself, "Felicia" needed no prompt to take a gander at what the Guard Captain had generously offered Cecilia (she was under no illusion that the man would've done the same to her without a good word from the Cardinal). The first sheaf of...

It was the small comforts that gave Serena so much joy, from sitting by a hearth protecting against the Northern winters, to sipping on the richness of her favorite tea. No need for the ridiculousness of fashion or trend that most nobles were known for; all Serena needed to be content was a cup...

"Lady Serena Lancaster, heiress to the Barony of Lancaster, presents herself before the King's majesty!" The brunette stepped forward as the herald's booming announcement echoed off the stone walls of the Estates-General, the long train of her investiture robes dragging against the plush carpet...

"..." If Cecilia had been expecting a response beyond an indiscernible look with an eyebrow half-raised, then "Felicia" didn't deign to grace her with it. It was a quick look up, then it was back down to her sword as if nothing happened. Not like it was the Inquisitor who was telling her to...