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Old Friendships
WaterRose, Meadow Mountain, Grier Country
RHYERS
Rhyers was wandering the halls of WaterRose to see if Sebastian was home. When he past Elsabet’s chamber he saw the door open.
Her slim silhouette passed by the doorway one way, then back the other.
She was pacing furiously. Her crimson skirts rustled with every turn. She was rubbing her face ferociously.
Like she’s trying to wash away something. Rhyers watched her from the doorway.
His head was swinging to keep her in view. His shoulder length black hair waved to his shoulders, brushing along them as he swiveled each direction. Today that hair was loose, framing his angular face. His silvery green eyes were intent on the agitated valkyrie.
“Elsabet?” His voice stopped her in her tracks.
She faced him. Blinking rapidly.
“Do you care to share?”
“One conversation does not make us frie
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