everything has its wonders
"Amalia?"
Ronin's voice echoed down the steps into the basement - a brief warning of his impending arrival. He had tried the bakery and its little garden first, of course, not knowing what this meeting would entail, but when that failed he headed down into the place where he had been more or less crowned king.
The sight of the baker had troubled him, it was true - Amalia did not look well to say that things were finally (apparently) falling into place, that there was now a plan where there hadn't been one before. "I got your note." Nearly ate it, actually, went the unsaid comment - he didn't think it was the time for it. "What do you need to talk about?"
Ronin's voice echoed down the steps into the basement - a brief warning of his impending arrival. He had tried the bakery and its little garden first, of course, not knowing what this meeting would entail, but when that failed he headed down into the place where he had been more or less crowned king.
The sight of the baker had troubled him, it was true - Amalia did not look well to say that things were finally (apparently) falling into place, that there was now a plan where there hadn't been one before. "I got your note." Nearly ate it, actually, went the unsaid comment - he didn't think it was the time for it. "What do you need to talk about?"
even darkness and silence
