Continued from Visiting a Chapel.
Several maids shifted about and fidgeted as they sat on benches in one of the imperial yards.
“So…” One glanced aside, uncomfortable with the silence. “Why do you like Nikho so much, Hellene? He’s so…” She trailed off into silence.
“I don’t know.” The addressed blushing brunette groaned. “Maybe it’s the freckles?” She hid her face, and a few others giggled uneasily as they glanced around, their smiles more akin to pasted-on grimaces. Read the rest of this entry »