<div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/564x/1b/b2/a7/1bb2a7e9077ca39fae028cc8a5bafd90.jpg)   </div>Lady Amanda Caithwaine (https://www.myth-weavers.com/sheet.html#id=1425685)<br/>Tagging: Anyone<br/>Status: Bright eyed and bushy tailed<br/><hr/><br/>Amanda gave Florica a sad smile of reassurance, trying to imagine what sort of experiences were contained behind those few words.  It was frustrating and overwhelming enough to be judged constantly with expectations; how much worse to meet suspicion or hate for something just as much beyond one's control.  "We'd not allow such to our friend."  She caught Florica's eye and said the words simply and succinctly, as the woman seemed to prefer, letting the directness convey a depth of unwavering commitment where she suspected that flowery promises, although no less honest, would be unappreciated.<br/><br/>A more amused smile appeared at Rowan's words.  "Yes, let us sort out this quirky haunt for everyone's peace of mind."  With a word of appreciation to the innkeep on her way out, noting the fineness of their fare, she followed toward the manor.