Edarial's ruminating on why in the world his wife seems to hate his guts. Was it the letter? Did he word it badly? As he does, he wanders the halls, hoping that he won't run into anyone who will ask awkward questions.
He thinks he hears something, as he walks - he thought it sounded like 'Iobel,' repeated, but that - can't be right. It's his head playing tricks on him.
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Date: 2014-05-26 12:30 am (UTC)He thinks he hears something, as he walks - he thought it sounded like 'Iobel,' repeated, but that - can't be right. It's his head playing tricks on him.
But he goes to investigate, anyway.