In the lodge, like some sort of mountain lion, Alexandrie waits.
She waits for Athessa to leave for the hot springs, she waits for a handful of minutes more, counting them down in page-turns as she reads, and then she pops a marker between Harimann and Hawke in the book of Free Marcher nobility she'd brought along, closes it with a satisfying thud, places it on the closest end-table, and follows, predicting that it will have been long enough for the elven woman to have undressed and relaxed into the water.
She will let the rustle of her own undressing introduce her.
"It seemed a fine idea, so I thought I might join you." Alexandrie says with a bright smile once noticed. And then, a moment later, once she is near stripped to her corset and stockings with practiced efficiency and just beginning to pull the laces free, glances back over her shoulder with a wide-eyed look of query as if it is only now that it occurs to her Athessa might not wish company.
III. time 4 hot springs~
She waits for Athessa to leave for the hot springs, she waits for a handful of minutes more, counting them down in page-turns as she reads, and then she pops a marker between Harimann and Hawke in the book of Free Marcher nobility she'd brought along, closes it with a satisfying thud, places it on the closest end-table, and follows, predicting that it will have been long enough for the elven woman to have undressed and relaxed into the water.
She will let the rustle of her own undressing introduce her.
"It seemed a fine idea, so I thought I might join you." Alexandrie says with a bright smile once noticed. And then, a moment later, once she is near stripped to her corset and stockings with practiced efficiency and just beginning to pull the laces free, glances back over her shoulder with a wide-eyed look of query as if it is only now that it occurs to her Athessa might not wish company.
"May I?"