[ She's to be found in her rooms, door open - and the room is immaculately clean. Bed made, floor thoroughly swept, everything in an exact place. She, herself, had her head bowed over the desk, writing something - a scrawl of no language spoken here, certainly. Sanskrit letters that form long lines, until she is spoken too.
Or more exactly too. How she is spoken too. She looks at him, curious, blank, but there is a hardness in her eyes, her mouth. Something roughly beaten flat to her, all iron. ]
You will state to me what you mean, as plainly as possible. I will reserve my judgement after that.
[ Perhaps it is no more than the word, conversion. Maybe it is that she is exceptionally old hand at this. She is not as important as she had been, but she is determined to be useful as was possible. But she won't be played a fool. ]
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Or more exactly too. How she is spoken too. She looks at him, curious, blank, but there is a hardness in her eyes, her mouth. Something roughly beaten flat to her, all iron. ]
You will state to me what you mean, as plainly as possible. I will reserve my judgement after that.
[ Perhaps it is no more than the word, conversion. Maybe it is that she is exceptionally old hand at this. She is not as important as she had been, but she is determined to be useful as was possible. But she won't be played a fool. ]