𝐵𝑒́𝑎𝑡𝑟𝑖𝑐𝑒 𝐶𝑜𝑟𝑏𝑖𝑛

"Nobody is using this area right now, so the riders might as well take a breather while still keeping an eye on you." She adjusted her own hair. "They maintain watch over you all day and night. Don't you think they deserve this?"

Unfortunately for her, that also meant no more silence, as some members of the retinue were setting down, wasting time away already. Dice, cards, all ghastly, gray-ish smoke like them. "Since it's so empty here, I've allowed my riders to take a break."

She let out a small sigh. The things she does for the depressed Archivist... A sound of boots. One pair. Two pairs... Multiple pairs... Why was there a whole crowd walking around? Her ghostly retinue. Even worse. They were cleaning the place.

...?

ㅤ She had fun Halloween ! And she loved her costume ! Especially when her initial costume was, let's say . . . Rudimentary. ㅤ