[ Fortis had wrestled with herself about what to do for many long minutes; it may very well have even been an hour. She argued with herself just as many times as she convinced herself that the thing to do here was to request to have a meeting with Paolos: alone, just the two of them. Well, perhaps attendants standing by unseen, but certainly no parents who might intervene either with words or simply with their presence.
Still, she wondered if intruding upon his privacy was something he did not want. They were to be married, of course, but what if he did not wish to become better acquainted? What if his intention was to only take a concubine and not a wife?
Of course she knew that such a thing was possible; in a world where moves and countermoves still very much had their purpose, Fortis knew that romantic dreams had little place there. Still, she had dreams of being swept off her feet by someone- by the right someone, but there was nothing saying that that someone was Paolos.
Even so, she found herself growing restless in the quarters that had been assigned to her, and she found her steps wandering until... she found herself outside Paolos' room. This was not something she had done on purpose, as she had no intention of inserting herself into his quarters like some brazen woman with no manners. But before she could make her escape, she very nearly walked right into the housekeeper Lanta.
To Fortis's embarrassment, Lanta deduced what was going on with just a look at Fortis and another look at the door, and without hesitation, she knocked. Fortis felt as though she could sink right into the ground and disappear, if only it would open up and take her down with it. But no such thing happened, and she found herself forced to stand there while the housekeeper and Paolos exchange a few words.
She contemplates trying to make her escape, but before she can, Lanta holds the door open and motions for her to enter. Well, there's nothing else she can do now but enter and hope for the best.
She enters the room and drops into a low curtsy of respect. ]
I apologize for the intrusion, I- I was only passing by, I did not mean to interrupt.
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Still, she wondered if intruding upon his privacy was something he did not want. They were to be married, of course, but what if he did not wish to become better acquainted? What if his intention was to only take a concubine and not a wife?
Of course she knew that such a thing was possible; in a world where moves and countermoves still very much had their purpose, Fortis knew that romantic dreams had little place there. Still, she had dreams of being swept off her feet by someone- by the right someone, but there was nothing saying that that someone was Paolos.
Even so, she found herself growing restless in the quarters that had been assigned to her, and she found her steps wandering until... she found herself outside Paolos' room. This was not something she had done on purpose, as she had no intention of inserting herself into his quarters like some brazen woman with no manners. But before she could make her escape, she very nearly walked right into the housekeeper Lanta.
To Fortis's embarrassment, Lanta deduced what was going on with just a look at Fortis and another look at the door, and without hesitation, she knocked. Fortis felt as though she could sink right into the ground and disappear, if only it would open up and take her down with it. But no such thing happened, and she found herself forced to stand there while the housekeeper and Paolos exchange a few words.
She contemplates trying to make her escape, but before she can, Lanta holds the door open and motions for her to enter. Well, there's nothing else she can do now but enter and hope for the best.
She enters the room and drops into a low curtsy of respect. ]
I apologize for the intrusion, I- I was only passing by, I did not mean to interrupt.