[ The head maid already has a solution for this; or rather, she has arranged something on Lord Borel's request. It is hardly usual, but he certainly did not intend to have a guest in his home this evening, and as scattered as his own thoughts currently are, he could not in all good conscience have her sleep in that bloodstained dress.
Seeing as how there are no other options, he tasks the maid with bringing clothes from his own personal wardrobe to Alkaid for her to use if she wishes. It certainly isn't proper, but he imagines no one outside of the house (except for her sister, of course) will learn of it.
With that particular task done, and his own soak in a warm bath completed, he retreats to his study. The steward placed a steaming cup of tea on one side of the desk, but as Aymeric tries to formulate a plan for his next steps, the tea remains forgotten and gradually becomes increasingly tepid until it is no longer warm.
He doesn't look up from the notes he is writing until he hears a sound at the door and notices that said door is now opening. ]
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Seeing as how there are no other options, he tasks the maid with bringing clothes from his own personal wardrobe to Alkaid for her to use if she wishes. It certainly isn't proper, but he imagines no one outside of the house (except for her sister, of course) will learn of it.
With that particular task done, and his own soak in a warm bath completed, he retreats to his study. The steward placed a steaming cup of tea on one side of the desk, but as Aymeric tries to formulate a plan for his next steps, the tea remains forgotten and gradually becomes increasingly tepid until it is no longer warm.
He doesn't look up from the notes he is writing until he hears a sound at the door and notices that said door is now opening. ]