Before the Storm: Act 09, Chapter 5
Chapter 5
“What do you think, Liam?”
What am I supposed to think?
“I think you look nice,” Liam answered.
Lady Beaumont’s delighted response suggested that he had provided the right answer, but something told him that it was the wrong answer at the same time. The young noblewoman twirled in place, her winter-themed skirts swirling out to expose her stockinged calves. Liam’s eyes went to the unpacked belongings strewn about the drawing room of the Countess’ solar.
“Are we ready to get going, my lady?”
“Not yet,” Lady Beaumont replied. “I’ve sent some men to call ahead and we must wait for him to return. In the meantime, we should take the opportunity to relax.”
“Shouldn’t you prepare as much as possible for these meetings?” Liam asked.
“I have been preparing for them since we left Beaumont Town to visit the mining villages,” the Countess answered. “Much of that preparation has gone up in smoke along with half of Re-Blumrushur.”