The woman looked uncertainly between Karla and Warren, and it was perfectly clear on her face, even without the ability to sense the unease and a hint of sorrow on her psychic scent, that the two weren't going to like the answer.
"Apologies, my lady," she said, carefully. "My sister has been dead at least this past month."
Warren put effort into not flinching visibly. He still didn't quite manage.
"And her daughter? What happened to Cora?"
The sinking feeling in his guts was really not improving any. Especially when the woman in the doorway stood quietly for a few moments more before she felt she could even begin to answer.
"If you're asking if she's here, my lord, I'm afraid she's not. I've already got far too many mouths to feed here, I can't go taking in each and every child to end up on my doorstep, my sister's daughter or not."
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Date: 2014-07-27 03:04 pm (UTC)"Apologies, my lady," she said, carefully. "My sister has been dead at least this past month."
Warren put effort into not flinching visibly. He still didn't quite manage.
"And her daughter? What happened to Cora?"
The sinking feeling in his guts was really not improving any. Especially when the woman in the doorway stood quietly for a few moments more before she felt she could even begin to answer.
"If you're asking if she's here, my lord, I'm afraid she's not. I've already got far too many mouths to feed here, I can't go taking in each and every child to end up on my doorstep, my sister's daughter or not."