>>5973300The train raced and kicked all the passengers off to allow a cleaning crew on. During this, you managed to get the name and a few details about the engineer who passed from the conductor and used your spare time before the next train to pen a letter to the man's wife, along with allocating a pension from the royal treasury. You’re certain both your father and brother would be quite cross if you did nothing for the now-dead man, both of them are such bleeding hearts. You gave the letter to the station's manager before boarding the next train, while many a noble complained about the inconvenience of the whole affair.
You reached Ivern about an hour out from dusk, It’s a quaint city. For the north, it’s a capital in its own right, but it pales in comparison to the size of the true capital of Lindan down south. The city itself was originally only built in the valley of two hills on a loch but has since expanded to encompass both hills and a bit more, leading to many inclines and stairs if one wishes to walk. On top of the rightmost hill, you can even see Cathrine’s estate/castle, it must have a premium view of the city and loch.
“So, princess, I got to take Marie here to the Abby, you’re free to do whatever you want though,” He says while handing you a key with a small piece of paper attached. Written on the paper is an address.
“A key to your home?”
“A spare for you to keep. The safehouse should be easy enough to find if you ask someone or call a carriage, it’s by the docks. Just be there by tomorrow morning, whatever you do before that is up to you.”
Complete and utter freedom to do whatever, not even in the academy did you enjoy such a luxury. You take the time to
>Simply follow the inquisitor to the Abby, he does warn it’s probably going to be nothing but boring paperwork. >Head to the safehouse and get yourself settled in.>Pay Cathrine an impromptu visit, even though it is a bit late>[Write-in] 