Alone

[Brian]

The servant looks thoughtful for a long minute, and finally says, "I've been cleaning this hall most of today.  I haven't seen anyone near that room until you and Sir Shuker arrived."

[Bjorn]

Bjorn nods at that, his face expressionless.  "Thank you," he says.  "You've been very helpful."

With a parting nod, he makes his way back to his quarters, bent on getting some sleep before the next day of siege.

[Brian]

When you get to the quarters, the fire has been stoked up, so it's pleasantly warm.  The door to Mirallia's private chamber is closed, and those two other vassals -- Jeff and ... what's-his-name -- that Donovan sent are watching the door to the ante-chamber.  They both nod at you, but say nothing.

[Bjorn]

Bjorn nods back at them, but returns the silence as well.  Making his way to the antechamber, he settles down to sleep.

[Brian]

Bjorn sleeps relatively well, waking up when a servant knocks on the door, wishing to bring in a tray of breakfast things (whee, bread, eggs, cheese, and ... meat, of some kind again).

[Bjorn]

Bjorn rolls to his feet, greeting the servant politely.  Before tucking in to the food, he checks to see if Mirallia wishes to eat as well.

[Brian]

She's awake and in the interior chamber, working on her notes pensively.  She looks well rested, at least, and doesn't notice you calling to her for a moment.  "Oh," she replies, once she realizes you're asking her a question.  "Yes.  Certainly."  Putting away her notes, she approaches the table and helps herself to some of the food.

[Bjorn]

Bjorn quickly tucks in to the food, eating neatly but efficiently.  "Another day of siege," he observes quietly.  "And, I presume, another planning meeting."  He eyes her thoughtfully.  "You've been rather quiet at the sessions."

[Brian]

"I haven't as much to contribute as yourself," she says, sighing.  "I'm not a warrior.  Merely a servant of Hammar, and a less capable one than yourself in tactics.  My gifts lie in healing, instead."

[Bjorn]

Bjorn grunts wryly.  "It's not training from the Church that I've been using," he points out, a touch of irony in his voice.

He falls silent for a long minute, then, chewing on a chunk of cheese.  "At some point," he says soberly in a low tone, "I think it might be good if we talked about... the sort of person I used to be."  He looks at her, a slightly regretful expression on his face.  "With the others here, I need to know more if I'm to keep from eliciting suspicion.  I know that you likely won't want to talk about it, but...."

[Brian]

Mirallia frowns, but nods.  "I will keep that in mind," she says quietly.

[Bjorn]

Finished eating, Bjorn stands up from the table.  "I'm sorry to rush," he says, apologetically, "but I'm supposed to meet with Sir Shuker before the strategy meeting.  If you'll excuse me?"

[Brian]

She nods, at the same time a servant knocks on the door.  "Lord Bloom has requested your presence in the library," she says, before scurrying off.

The way to the library isn't difficult to remember.

[Bjorn]

Bjorn acts on his memory, and heads to the library, nodding at Jeff and Carl as he goes by.

[Brian]

Jeff and Carl nod back, and Bjorn quickly retraces his steps to the library.

Bjorn now moves to In Too Deep.