Trace: So, uh…
Trace: Do we… knock, or…?
Roselyn: Ah, master. I see you’ve finally returned… quite a lot later than scheduled. I’d heard you’d died.
What a shame.
Alice: It’s a wolf!
Roselyn: Guardswoman, if you find me threatening, I weep for Edinmire. Ah’m Rose– er, I am
Roselyn, the seneschal of this residence.
Alice: All domestic wolves were relocated! How is it you were not taken with the other wolves?!
Roselyn: If your guards think they could take me from this place, I would be very impressed.
Roselyn: Well, come in, it’s cold out there. I’ll make tea.
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