Inbox

[overharrowed]

Incoming messages and correspondence for Enchanter Julius.

Comments

[elegiaque]

I don't...think so. I've been disinherited by the Empress.

( add that to the list of things she hates celene for, and whoever the fuck told her—

he can find out why for himself, if he listens to the gossip. it's been getting easier, talking about guenievre, but this is not that. this is not easy at all. )

[overharrowed]

Maker. My condolences.

[For all they aren't precisely close, it's sincerely meant.]

I can be ready to leave quickly if it comes to that, but I'm in no hurry to abandon ship before it's necessary. As long as you have use of the place, I'm glad enough to go on protecting it.

[elegiaque]

( she hadn't been expecting. there's a pause, then: )

Thank you, Enchanter. I will inform you if things change.