- 27 Jan 2018, 15:33
Esme knew she shouldn't have looked, but she did anyway. It was not as if she hadn't seen him before, but these past few months with so many people in the house had been strange. She had even found herself getting along with Luminita, though perhaps it was only due to their shared annoyance with the youngest member of the household. She was reminded in that moment why she was here, that he had not helped her as well as she had hoped with finding her father, that she was no closer to having a husband.
That her family had probably forgotten about her, and all of her strange tendencies.
Esme stooped to pick up his dirty clothing, choosing to ignore the scent of the intoxicating leaf he smoked in his spare time.
"If you need to wait longer before dinner, 's fine with me," she managed, her gaze averted once more as she moved the clothing to the basket. She did not want to use her magic, just in case she missed. Putting things in a specific location was much more difficult than coercing them to fold themselves, for some reason.
"It'll keep well enough. But otherwise I'll leave you to it, as I don' wish to bother you any."