Chapter 2.2 - An Interlude at the Inn
Constantine made his way to the inn where he, Garland and Darcon had taken rooms and was greeted by a delighted bundle of energy.
Kendra, her eyes shining with excitement, bustled him into one of the comfortable leather armchairs by the fireplace in the inn's common room and only paused long enough to push a porcelain cup full of tea into his hand before launching into a recount of her day.
She told him how nervous she had been at her application to the university, how she had waited on pins an needles while the board of admissions reviewed her entrance essay, how her confidence had faltered as she stood in front of the panel and answered their questions. She had acquitted herself well and afterwords one of her fathers old associates, Abraun Chalest, had pulled her aside with a kind word and an inquiry after her father. She bubbled over with excitement.
The board had been extremely impressed with her research and her part in the Harrowstone affair, with many probing questions about the nature of the haunting and the history of the prison.
"I've been accepted to study at the university, isn't that wonderful!" She sighed at last, collapsing back in her seat contentedly and fanning herself with a hand in the aftermath of excitement.
"And Professor Chalest ask me to ask you if you would call on him tomorrow. He has many questions about Harrowstone. And about me, I suppose." She said with a slight blush.
"How was your chat with Judge Daramid?"