It took Linda Lysandra just under an hour to get there.
She entered with the confidence of someone who had made a decision and was committed to following through rather than second-guessing herself. The fact that she had eaten was evident in her posture, and her ears were pointed forward.
She looked at Marceline across the common room.
Marceline looked at her.
The apology that followed was brief and direct, carrying the essence of something carefully crafted during the hour between the embankment and the inn's front door. Linda recounted her actions, expressed her uncertainties, and shared what she would have done differently had she known everything.
She presented her thoughts without soliciting a specific response.
"I'm sorry... I didn't mean to be his affair because I just thought that he was single and wanted to pay me as his maid."
