[ Marianne holds her sides, a quiet chuckle escaping her though she's trying not to laugh because she can just picture Lysithea's indignation if she knew they were gossiping about her.
She prays all of the Deer are doing well. It's not the first time she's wished they were here, safe from the war. They would like Aldrip. Ignatz would have new landscapes for inspiration, Raphael new foods to try. Leonie would find no shortage of demand for her wilderness skills, Hilda would find the easy pace of life suited to her, and Lorenz...will adapt somehow. Who knows, perhaps he'll revolutionize the Aldrip tea industry.
Her peaceful expression changes at Claude's next words, however, turning into one of confusion. ]
The millennium festival? No, I don't think we ever made plans. That's still a few years away.
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She prays all of the Deer are doing well. It's not the first time she's wished they were here, safe from the war. They would like Aldrip. Ignatz would have new landscapes for inspiration, Raphael new foods to try. Leonie would find no shortage of demand for her wilderness skills, Hilda would find the easy pace of life suited to her, and Lorenz...will adapt somehow. Who knows, perhaps he'll revolutionize the Aldrip tea industry.
Her peaceful expression changes at Claude's next words, however, turning into one of confusion. ]
The millennium festival? No, I don't think we ever made plans. That's still a few years away.