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Oct. 15th, 2015 09:07 pm{From here}
Olivier opens the door into a small hall, nothing compared Lawrence's hall but big enough for a party of thirty or so people. There's a pair of chairs pulled up by the fire. Ermina sits there, a linen cloth over her knees as she embroiders the edges, a pair of dogs at her feet. She looks up as the door opens and smiles. "Athelstan!" She gets up and bounces to him, the dogs barking and dancing around their feet.
Olivier opens the door into a small hall, nothing compared Lawrence's hall but big enough for a party of thirty or so people. There's a pair of chairs pulled up by the fire. Ermina sits there, a linen cloth over her knees as she embroiders the edges, a pair of dogs at her feet. She looks up as the door opens and smiles. "Athelstan!" She gets up and bounces to him, the dogs barking and dancing around their feet.
