An Evening In

[Valentina Audley]

"Silk." Valentina smiles. Nothing pleases her like silk. As she answers she's sewing, the purple swirls making steady progress on the tie.

[Manacledairman]

[Lady Grace]

"River," Grace says as she thinks of the last time she heard Aldrich say 'Stunning' even she was only half listening in that moment.

[Manacledairman]

[Valentina Audley]

Valentina hasn't quite followed how river is what comes after stunning, but no matter, this is part of the rules of this game.

"Avon" She'd meant the River Avon, but... the word comes out with a lilting pronounciation that is less English and more Brythonic.

She gives herself a little shake. It's funny, what sets the memories off she thinks.

[Manacledairman]

[Lady Grace]

Grace looks confused.
"I'm sorry. I don't know what that is."

[Valentina Audley]

"It's an old word, for Britain." Valentina smiles softly.

[Lady Grace]

"Ahh, Britain, Britannia, Shield.
My word is Shield," Grace senses Valentina's unease in those quiet words and tries to move things on swiftly.

[Valentina Audley]

Valentina is aware these topics normally worry her, but for some reason she's not finding it quite as scary tonight.

Lulled by the sewing, the speed of the game and this fragile feeling of calm, almost without thinking she gives her next answer.

"Boudicca."

Quickly she lowers her eyes back to her stitching, not willing to meet the others gaze.