[It takes him a little while to find the place, but he’s good enough with maps and directions that it isn’t too hard. And it’s clear when he reaches it that the neighborhood is poor and rough for anyone, let alone a queen.
It’s not long before he’s at the door — raising his hand to knock, hesitating, then tapping his knuckles on the panel. Might be that they don’t knock here anymore. It’s hard for him to tell what he’s doing that might make him stand out as someone who doesn’t belong, and hard to know who else might be watching.
He has a cloth bag slung over his shoulder, some kind of sailcloth with a strap to carry it. There are two bottles of safe house ale wrapped in a towel, and something else. A gift of friendship between our kingdoms, he thinks, ruefully... there’s not much else it can be. When he’d bought it, days earlier, he had just thought it would make her smile, that it would be a way to thank her for the tea.]
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It’s not long before he’s at the door — raising his hand to knock, hesitating, then tapping his knuckles on the panel. Might be that they don’t knock here anymore. It’s hard for him to tell what he’s doing that might make him stand out as someone who doesn’t belong, and hard to know who else might be watching.
He has a cloth bag slung over his shoulder, some kind of sailcloth with a strap to carry it. There are two bottles of safe house ale wrapped in a towel, and something else. A gift of friendship between our kingdoms, he thinks, ruefully... there’s not much else it can be. When he’d bought it, days earlier, he had just thought it would make her smile, that it would be a way to thank her for the tea.]