Anwyn paused, then stared at Gwenn for a moment, with a VERY stubborn look on her face. "YOU have to DO SOMETHING about this, MacConnal !", she insisted firmly, "Since she doesn't listen to ME, then YOU have to MAKE her listen to YOU! You're her BROTHER, so at least she can't act like she was your MOTHER and make you drop the subject. All she ever does is remind me to stay out of trouble, stay away from strangers, and especially to stay away from them fancy-folks (even those three nice ladies that I met at that bookshop where Oberon lives). Maybe she doesn't like me anymore, and is trying to convince me to go home ... that's what happens alot when you're a millitary brat like me -- sometimes EVERYONE is BUSY, and NOBODY wants you around".
"Weel, sounds like good advice," Gwenn said. "An' I've been tryin'. She jus' reminds me that she's Terranan, and nae answerable ta me, even though we swore kin-oath. An' if ye're wantin' ta do things with her, maybe ye should find out what she's willin' ta do an' stop naggin' her."
"But she's WRONG !", Anwyn protested, feeling her frustration level rise to the point where she felt as if she were about to lose her temper. "In fact, there's something very WRONG with this whole situation, and there's BEEN something wrong even since she had those fancy folks come over to join her and Louis for dinner that night". She paused, figeted uncomfortable for a minutem, then looked down at her feet and admitted "Well ... ummm... she didn't actually INVITE me to join them".
There was another pause, then Anwyn looking back up and added "... but she didn't ask me to LEAVE. I thought that Lady Dannette's gentleman friend was rather nice. But, for some reason, Kay kept watching him like a cat watches a leashed dog -- though none of her menagerie ever objected to him being there".
She frowned, then continued, I'm guessing that SOMETHING happenned that night after I went home, 'cause it was the next morning that she started acting all weird like this. And I don't understand what's wrong, or why she's acting like this. And nobody wants to explain it to me either -- especially not HER".
Gwenn frowned as he learned that Kay had invited men over for dinner--he didn't like the idea that Kay would actually be having an unchaperoned dinner with Comyn, much less with one man, even if it was Louis. "She had dinner wi' the Hal-" Gwenn corrected himself with a quick look toward Burl and the proprietor, "wi' Comyn?" he asked incredulously. He bit his lower lip. "Weel, that might explain it. An' o' course somethin' happened. D'ye nae remember fetchin' me an' takin' her to Cerroill's that night? But I didna' know it had to do wi' the Comyn, probably has somethin' to do wi' their curse. Listen, ye dinna' wish to be mixed up wi' them unless ye have to." But there wasn't much time to say more, since Burl was returning.
{OOC: What Anwyn is talking about is: "Guests Arrive" , which happened right before the as-yet-unchronicled gap several game-months ago].
Anwyn frowned at him. "That's NOT what I'm talking about !", she told him angrily, trying to keep her voice down, "THIS happenned LATER, AFTER she got better from being sick like she was when you saw her then !. ". She paused, sighed, then added, "Maybe I'm not explaining this clearly enough. And I know that you don't like me very much at all. But I'm WORRIED about her and don't know what to do. And I know that YOU love her too. . Her face fell, and she added sadly, "I've given up on pestering Louis. He just frowns at me and says that he does NOT want to talk about it, and keeps quoting that stupid proverb at me -- the one about how the rain can only drown the mud-rabbit if he hasn't the wits to keep his mouth shut. I am NOT a mudrabbit !".
Then, just for a second or two, she DID kinda resemble a mudrabbit caught in a trap, as (seeing Burl, who was now slmost close enough to hear them), Anwyn made on last plea, "So will you PLEASE, for HER sake, come to Mestru Merrick's bookshop Leaves tonight when you get off work, so I can try explaining things better ? I REALLY need some help, and you and he, are the ONLY people who MIGHT still help me".
Gwenn was about to angrily reply that maybe if she stopped acting like a mud-rabbit, but he followed Anwyn's glance and saw Burl returning, so he merely groused in exasperation, "Ye're as stubborn as she is. I'll come".