"I do enjoy the sound of children playing."<br/><br/>While she had been rifling through his papers, Borghast has entered the room from a door by the side of the fire place.<br/>These rooms being his own and the door having a heavy tapestry hung in front of it, he hardly ever closed it fully, so had not even made a sound when he entered.<br/>He watched her staying in the shadows cast by the fire and the thick alcove wall that his the entrance to his bed chamber, an amused smile on his face as she tore open the letters he had left.<br/><br/>Stepping out he grinned, though still in shadow, she probably would not have known if the ammusement he felt was not betrayed in his voice.<br/>"I see you have decided to disguard the replacement clothing and keep the shift."<br/>He chuckled.<br/>Do you realise that when the fire light catched it, it is almost see through...."