[Curiosity had gotten Phedre into far too many situations for her to not know the danger of it. But how was one to know their situation without any investigation?
She'd landed in the middle of shelves - comforting - but with no individuals. Having now found an individual, she was at a bit of a loss.
Jailer, or fellow captive?]
Good... morning, my lord. [Morning, probably morning? Day, at least, with the light trailing through the oddly-adorned windows.]
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She'd landed in the middle of shelves - comforting - but with no individuals. Having now found an individual, she was at a bit of a loss.
Jailer, or fellow captive?]
Good... morning, my lord. [Morning, probably morning? Day, at least, with the light trailing through the oddly-adorned windows.]