[Been a while? Surely she isn't hearing this right.
We'll see about all this. She turns on one bare heel and marches straight to her own door, pushing it open with only a slight hesitation. No, this is...this isn't quite right. Most of her things are where she remembers them - suited to her younger self, of course - and the bed is made and the desk in order. But something isn't right.
When she crosses the hall to Peony's door and finds only an empty room, she can't even find any words to say.]
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We'll see about all this. She turns on one bare heel and marches straight to her own door, pushing it open with only a slight hesitation. No, this is...this isn't quite right. Most of her things are where she remembers them - suited to her younger self, of course - and the bed is made and the desk in order. But something isn't right.
When she crosses the hall to Peony's door and finds only an empty room, she can't even find any words to say.]