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Afternoon.
Ninth Princess Chambers.
Wyfkeep Castle. Wyfellon, Wyfn-Garde.
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"I have a question," the guards hear their lady say, and they both stood their spines straight and sharp despite their size, she found they looked more interested in the job than they did on her first night.
"Yes, your grace?" one of the guards asked, readying himself for whatever she was about to ask.
She nodded, "They'd been the three of you on my first night here, where's the third one?"
The guard paled immediately and she wondered why, "He… we… your grace─" this guard stammered and fidgeted so bad his second had to cut him off, before he spouted nonsense, "He no longer works here in the castle," the guard said sharply.
"Oh ok," she said quietly as they moved ahead.
