She hadn’t seen much of him since the whole Fog and insanity incident. She’s given him space, given him his breathing room. She’d sent him a very nice set of inks and scrolls for the ‘giftmas’ the halloweeners celebrated. He’d been out and about with the false end and their victory over the hunters. Yet still Mengyao was not out and about as much as he normally would have been.
This upset Lan.
Mengyao was not a horseman suited to the shadows.
Plus it felt like he was avoiding everyone. And Lan did not like being avoided. Rude, Mengyao, rude.
So it was with Lan’s usual way on inserting herself she went to the horseman’s dwelling, knocking very loudly on his door. She knew he was home, she could practically smell his pompousness. (Not that she was pompous. Never.) She would inquire about him. And maybe fret over him. Hit him with her bow a few times. It all depended really.
THIS IS HALLOWEEN
WHERE IT IS ALWAYS HALLOWEEN (and sometimes exams)
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