Still, I shouldn't be so jumpy. You're the second person I've taken aim at by mistake.
[And now that that's out of the way, she begins to feel a touch exposed. Rosamund bites her lip and glances around the illusory bedchamber. There's no grand secrets here, but it's personal all the same.]
Well! Welcome to the Kingdom of Reverie! Or a very small part of it at least.
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[Startles and whips around. She's even got her bow drawn on him.]
...Charles?
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Whoa, whoa!
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[And now that that's out of the way, she begins to feel a touch exposed. Rosamund bites her lip and glances around the illusory bedchamber. There's no grand secrets here, but it's personal all the same.]
Well! Welcome to the Kingdom of Reverie! Or a very small part of it at least.
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[looks around, smiling pleasantly as though this is not a little awkward.]
Reverie's your home, I take it?
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It doesn't look like this anymore.
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[She pats the circlet of thorns at the crown of her head.]
It's nothing but briars now.
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[there are low vibes of confusion because it's hard for him to picture what led to rosamund herself also being covered in briars, but.]
Is there any hope of restoring it?
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[If they send her back to the proper moment.]
For now, I guess I just felt like sitting somewhere familiar. I really, really don't like the look of things here.
[too smooth....metal....]
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