A middle-aged woman answered, one who looked far older than her years. Her face was lined and her hair prematurely gray. Her back was stooped and her knuckles were swollen and red. She was clad in her nightgown and looked very cranky at having been summoned to the door.
"I swear, if you woke my brats up, I'll--!" Her demeanor instantly changed upon seeing two members of the Blood standing in front of her. The anger smoothed away to be replaced by badly-hidden fear and an obsequious smile. She bobbed an abbreviated curtsy in her nightshift. "Good evening, my lord, my lady. How can I assist?"
"I don't know if you remember me, ma'am," Karla said gently. "I met you several years ago, looking for your sister and your daughter. I left you a pot of lotion to help with the stiffness in your hands?"
Rather than putting her at ease, the woman in front of them stiffened further. "I remember," she said. "Worked like a miracle it did, for as long as it lasted. My thanks, my lady." Yet she didn't acknowledge her sister or niece, certainly didn't say they were within.
"I shall have to give you a bigger pot this time," Karla continued. "I can only imagine how much worse your arthritis is in the winter. But anyway, I know the last time I was here, you told me that Cora and her mother had moved. I hope you can give me the same information again? We visited their cottage and they appear to have left."
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Date: 2014-07-27 05:01 am (UTC)"I swear, if you woke my brats up, I'll--!" Her demeanor instantly changed upon seeing two members of the Blood standing in front of her. The anger smoothed away to be replaced by badly-hidden fear and an obsequious smile. She bobbed an abbreviated curtsy in her nightshift. "Good evening, my lord, my lady. How can I assist?"
"I don't know if you remember me, ma'am," Karla said gently. "I met you several years ago, looking for your sister and your daughter. I left you a pot of lotion to help with the stiffness in your hands?"
Rather than putting her at ease, the woman in front of them stiffened further. "I remember," she said. "Worked like a miracle it did, for as long as it lasted. My thanks, my lady." Yet she didn't acknowledge her sister or niece, certainly didn't say they were within.
"I shall have to give you a bigger pot this time," Karla continued. "I can only imagine how much worse your arthritis is in the winter. But anyway, I know the last time I was here, you told me that Cora and her mother had moved. I hope you can give me the same information again? We visited their cottage and they appear to have left."