Ede raps softly on the ironbound door of Room twenty-eight. "High Priestess, Gekaryna vela'Herst in requesting to meet with you in an hour." She pauses to listen, but hears nothing on the other side; she knocks again and hears sheets begin to rustle.

  "Yes, yes. I will be ready in a moment." Eue-Lysae calls as she rubs her eyes. She did not sleep well; the walls of Herst Castle's dormitories were made of wood—unlike the thick stone of the College—and did little good when it came to dampening the chatter of her priestesses the night prior. Rolling from the bed, Eue-Lysae makes her way to the untucked chair next to the desk, and plucks her cloths from the pile, with a quick shake, all the wrinkles in the Gown of Our Pale Lady smooth themselves out. Just because you do not need to worry about laundering the gown does not mean you can throw it around with little care. Eue-Lysae rolls her eyes at Luhnylla's comment, "You nag me for everything regarding the gown." Yes, because it is the only thing you wear, and it is my gown. Eue-Lysae gets dressed, and opens the door, "Good morning, Myna."

  “Morning, High Priestess. Gekaryna wants you to meet her in the library cabinet in about an hour. There is food in the hall if you would like some—today it is quiche.” Ede looked the High Priestess up and down, her long black hair was inflicted with a severe case of bed-head and there are deep bags under her green eyes.

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  Eue-Lysae nods, “Let me wake the others first; I am sure they will be hungry.” Eue-Lysae steps around Myna and into the hall.

  “I'll start at room thirty-one,” Ede says.

  “That won’t be necessary,” Eue-Lysae stops in front of the door to room twenty-nine and knocks forcefully with the base of her fist, the door shakes under her blows.

  "We are awake!" Faey clambers over Elspeth and Gele to open the door. Waking both of them up and causing Elspeth to fall out of the bed and down to the rug a thud. "Sorry," Faey says; she only hears the two mutter groggy grievances (and a groan from Elspeth) as they scramble to get ready. Quickly taking off her night gown, she puts the brown sweater and brown corduroy pants she had brought with her, and opens the door. "Good morn—"

  "Wait until everyone is dressed," Gilg hisses. With only one arm through her blouse, she storms over and forces the door closed—offering only a brief apology to g?ri'Seliani.

  Eue-Lysae purses her lips turns to Myna, with a deep breath Eue-Lysae closes her eyes and exhales. "It is always a struggle to wake them up early."

  Ede chuckles.

  The door to room twenty-nine opens and the priestesses file out.

  “Gekaryna has requested my presence in an hour. I will be having a meal in the hall and you three can join me. You are also free head back to the college whenever you wish. I will be back by 16:00” Eue-Lysae says.

  The priestesses look at each other; they are all hungry.

  “We will join you for a meal and then head back.” Says Enngel

  "Excellent."

  The four follow Ede as she leads them to the hall.

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