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[devoutish]

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[devoutish]

Mm. And they founded Medford House?

[bywolves]

Yeah. Gwendolyn DeLancey and the rest of the Medford girls built a house all on their own. They traded for the materials to put it up. And Grue - Grue. He didn't like that they were getting more business than him.

He didn't lift a finger when Simon Exeter, High Constable of Melengar, came to Medford House to beat the hell out of her for information. Looked like Medford House was going to be done for.

[devoutish]

She was beaten?

[Fucking excuse him.]

[bywolves]

Mm.

[ Royce's voice is cool and quiet and collected. ]

A few days later, Simon Exeter was found strung up in the town square, eyes, ears, and several fingers missing, with a notice pinned to his chest, addressed to the entire city. Those who followed his example would suffer the same fate. And to make that point clear, Raynor Grue was found, also, in the next Quarter over.

[devoutish]

Was this done by you, mate?

[Alfie approves, honestly]

[bywolves]

Nobody knows that it was. Except Hadrian. Gwen. You, now.

[devoutish]

Did he beg and scream for his life?

[Alfie closes his eyes, picturing it.]

[bywolves]

Yeah. [ Royce murmurs. ] He begged. He said he had an important job to do. He said he was a noble. You can't just kill a noble, he said, and expect to live.

I told him he shouldn't have touched Gwen.

[devoutish]

And he died. And you lived.

[He brushes Royce's hair away from his face.]

[bywolves]

I lived. [ But not Gwen and her girls, not forever. Royce goes quiet. ]

[devoutish]

Royce.

[He brushes his fingers against his cheek.]

You'll free them, mate.

[bywolves]

I'm going to try. [ And that's more than he used to offer, for anybody. ]

[devoutish]

It sounds like you're doing well. And if there's anything more that I can do, if they need more color--

[bywolves]

I think we'll be alright. [ Royce says, closing his eyes. ] I should still be in there. Doesn't seem right that Dia has to spend her night on the floor in chains while I...

[ :c make him stop caring this much, alfie ]

[devoutish]

Nope. No, you rest for a bit. You can't do anything for them if you don't take care of yourself first.

[bywolves]

[ Yeah, he knows. He sinks into Alfie's side, relaxed. ]

Yeah. Cold got too be too much. [ He's stopped shivering, at least. ]

[devoutish]

Yeah. And you'll sleep later, as well?

[bywolves]

Yeah. Going to be hard to avoid.

[devoutish]

[Alfie hmmms, satisfied with that answer.]

Have you been to see Noc at all?

[bywolves]

Once. It was brief, just to ask her what colors she needed, but then everybody was visiting her so I thought I'd take my color elsewhere. Why?

[devoutish]

Curious. I didn't know she was one of the popular ones, but I'm not surprised, I suppose.

[bywolves]

Both her and Rae are the types to attract more attention. Noc is - a tease. [ Sniff. ] And Rae is innocent.

Dia is not the most personable, and Eve is a martyr.

[devoutish]

[He huffs a laugh.]

A tease, yeah, that's a word for it.

You didn't like Eve much then, did you.

[bywolves]

[ Royce shifts to give Alfie a raised eyebrow of a look. ]

... I didn't mind her, but she got angry when I brought her color, and I could do with less of that. I imagine you spoke with Noc. [ "Spoke". Alfie, he knows you very well. ]

[devoutish]

[He pokes Royce in the side.]

You think that I think with my dick more than I do.