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Post by Honeystorm on Jul 20, 2019 10:47:39 GMT -5
Life was constantly changing in the monarchy. Lakeveil had firsthand access to watch it from her place among the Dvorayne, and more so as the clan's Vrachi. New Tsar, new ruling house, and who knew what else. She found it rather ironic, really, that there was little hold of one family over another, that new ones claimed the highest ranks at what was a moment's notice. Not that it mattered much to her, so long as her own family wasn't outed from their positions.
She sorted herbs in her den, humming softly as she kept to herself for the day. Her specialty was poisons, and she was testing each and every new plant that came her way. Especially things from twolegs. Though it would be inconvenient, anything that was dangerous to them from the twolegs was good to know, both in case they needed an antidote, and to use against other clans should it come to it.
“Anything... interesting... happening in here, Lakeviel?” His voice came from the entrance, behind the feline. He leaned against the opening, his lips curved in a slight smile. The boyar had decided that he would come and bother the feline. It was time she knew who Ramsay was.
