In the depth of winter, I finally learned that within me there lay an invincible summer
She did sleep, though fitfully, and for little more than a few hours. When she wakes a few hours later, she feels almost worse than she did before, but at least her head is slightly clearer. She takes some time to clean herself; a bath, new clothes, a freaking hairbrush. Though there are dark circles under her eyes, when she leaves her house to make her way back to the Kraai, she looks like the woman she needs to be. Strong and fierce, her black cloak on over clean clothes, her scythe on her back and her knives glittering along her waist. She’d kept Loren’s unicorn horn as well, just in case it could be of some use.
Weaver makes her way into the Kraai, checking on the kitchens to make sure they had enough food to feed the people as they woke. She takes a few minutes to send some of her staff home, as many of them had not slept at all, making sure there are others to take their place. Despite everything that happens, it warms her heart to see Halo come together.
With the help of a few nearby, reasonably rested people, Weaver has a table and some chairs moved into the cellar. There’s not much room down there with all the barrels of cider, the bottles of liquor and wine, but they move things around until there’s at least a place for Weaver to conduct business till the Palace can be built. She’d rather just operate out the Kraai, but that was probably unrealistic. With that done, she sets to work on whatever needs doing, waiting till Morgan has a chance to come.
Weaver makes her way into the Kraai, checking on the kitchens to make sure they had enough food to feed the people as they woke. She takes a few minutes to send some of her staff home, as many of them had not slept at all, making sure there are others to take their place. Despite everything that happens, it warms her heart to see Halo come together.
With the help of a few nearby, reasonably rested people, Weaver has a table and some chairs moved into the cellar. There’s not much room down there with all the barrels of cider, the bottles of liquor and wine, but they move things around until there’s at least a place for Weaver to conduct business till the Palace can be built. She’d rather just operate out the Kraai, but that was probably unrealistic. With that done, she sets to work on whatever needs doing, waiting till Morgan has a chance to come.
WEAVER
