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[h1][b][i][color=0072bc]Millicent Wyndham[/color][/i][/b][/h1]
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	[color=0072bc]"Yes, the more horrid of dreams I dare say. One in which left me wondering if there was something more vile at play,"[/color] Millicent told her dear friend. Resting on the couch she rose and began to pace the room now that the letters had been taken care of. She proceeded to tell Virginia of the dream the night before in all it's detail.

	[color=0072bc]"I must admit that I thought it was only a dream but with the attack on that poor woman, I wonder if it were perchance something more. You said you had a dream as well? This seems to be more than just mere coincidence. The attack, the dreams. Perchance do you think others could have had such as well? Yes, we must attend tonight if they continue with the event. Dangerous as it may be we do need answers. If more attacks happen I would like to be as informed as humanly possible,"[/color] she said as she peered out the window to see if Gerard had returned as of yet. 

	She knew it would take time but she worried about him nonetheless. He was more than just a stable hand to her, despite the fact her step mother constantly berated him. She spotted the hakney that had taken the other two earlier from her home but it was empty now and looking for new fairs. It looked in the same shape it had been when it left, so that put her mind at some ease. Hopefully they were safe. The letter that was sent to Mosi would arrive at her home any minute, their messenger was swift on horse back and did not drag his feet. He knew each back alleyway and how to push for speed and haste. If only all others could move through the city so readily. 



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[h1][b][i][color=a187be]Elizaveta Romanova[/color][/i][/b][/h1]
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	[color=a187be]"No, the child is safe. Your skills severed any hold that was over him and I placed a blessing on him as vell. He should recover post haste. The child has talents he has yet to see, I vould recommend the church take the child under their ving and guide him from here if they may. Gods blessing is strong with him and he is still young enough to be trained. He vould be an asset to our vorld and it vould improve his current."[/color] Her voice was kind but firm as she spoke and there was no indication of falseness within it. Elizaveta was not one who had ever earned the art of lying like so many in her position. She was diplomatic of course but she was honest, to a fault even. 

	[color=a187be]"Please, show me where we can speak freely,"[/color] she asked of Mary and waited patiently to be shown to a private area behind doors to speak more freely. There was much she wished to tell the woman but even in the halls of a church she did not feel safe enough to speak freely as she needed. There was more to this woman than she was letting on and more knowledge in her than she cared to have right then but she had a purpose and it would come out eventually. When the time was right and the correct precautions had been taken. 

	Downstairs the Bishop looked at the woman and then man before nodding. "Yes, yes, come inside," he said. Ordering the gate open and escorting the man to enter. He puled aside one of the nuns and sent her to retrieve Lady Mary quickly and to have her meet them in the under ground sanctuary. Her skills were needed right then. "Come with me please," he said as he lead Gerard through the open courtyard towards an iron wroght gate. "Please, can you carry the woman or do you need assistance?"