[Start from the beginning]
“I heard you were looking for Lady Tarissa?” asked Callelsyn, “I am afraid she is not in at the moment.”
Horvan had told her of the arrival of the visitor at the villa, and was now standing a discrete distance away as she invited Ansreal inside. She had met the young elf not so long ago, of course, for a meal in the courtyard with Tarissa’s other paladin friends. She herself had invited Messandra, but that had made her human lover uncomfortable. The cleric and paladin would most likely not have approved of their relationship, and Messandra has not wanted to give them any reason to suspect it, which had made things awkward. At least Ansreal would have understood… although, as a paladin in training herself, who knew what her actual attitude was?
And now here she was, stepping into the foyer of the villa, holding what appeared to be a sealed letter. She looked a little uncertain, glancing around as if looking for someone. “Is… uh…” she began, “I mean… are you on your own?”
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