Finding Rosy (or What Happens After Robin Meddles) - A No-Longer-Canonical Snippet
Takes place immediately after 'It's Ten of the Clock'. There was a light in the chapel. Leo had been stopped three times by the household guard on his excursion to find Rosamund. They had all been anxious when they saw who it was (‘So sorry, my Lord,’) but he had shaken his head, and reassured each of them that he would rather they were over-cautious than lax. The side door of the chapel was thick, dark wood, but it swung quietly on its hinges, and he entered the nave. Half a dozen candles were burning in an elaborate stand on the high table. A figure in black was kneeling on the floor in front of them, and Leo relaxed a little. She was here. She was safe. Granted, he wasn’t thrilled that she had come to the outer ward alone, even after the gates had been locked, but he didn’t need to bother her. He could just— ‘Good evening, my Lord.’ Ah. She’d heard him come in....