( Menial tasks and mages not being particularly high on Gwenaëlle's priorities on an ordinary day, she doesn't linger while he's about it - servants come in and out, and he's never left alone in the library, but if he's going about it in a peculiar way then he is at least doing only what he's been told he's permitted to do. If the servants look askance, if an uneasy murmur of this will filter out of the household and into the rumor mill (rifters; can we really trust them? look what they can do-- how carelessly they use magic--), he is not presently interfered with.
Still, when he's done - informed that the cart was moved to the tradesmen's entrance and directing him accordingly by the steward - Gwenaëlle emerges from a side room before he's quite ushered out, bound papers in her hand. Only slightly obscured by her fingers is her own face in sketch form, because pretty girls sell in any world, and the title On the Inquisition; A Lady's Observations.
She holds it out to him. )
I've been informed some rifters found my early writings on the Inquisition useful to them.
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Still, when he's done - informed that the cart was moved to the tradesmen's entrance and directing him accordingly by the steward - Gwenaëlle emerges from a side room before he's quite ushered out, bound papers in her hand. Only slightly obscured by her fingers is her own face in sketch form, because pretty girls sell in any world, and the title On the Inquisition; A Lady's Observations.
She holds it out to him. )
I've been informed some rifters found my early writings on the Inquisition useful to them.
( He can do with that what he will. )