who, me? - 5.30 late morning - Lynesse, OPEN

[Lynesse Velaryon]

With her golden hair augmented with the best false hair money could buy (shaved hair from some poor girl in the backwaters), her hair past her ears hidden from view with wrapped braid cases in Velaryon blue wrapped again with white ribbon, and then her entire head covered with a gossamer-thin veil (http://images.dharmatrading.com/images/eng/products/image/sg-1.jpg), Lynesse selected a tome from the family's library near the solar, tiptoeing to the large, sunny room. Her gown (http://www.revivalclothing.com/ProductImages/12BliautAlt2.jpg) was one of her mother's, also in the same bright Velaryon blue as her braid cases and the sky, with graceful long sleeves. Her belt was made of several gold links, each enamelled with Velaryon heraldry. No one would mistake her as being anything but a representative of her family.

She sat in a chair with her legs hooked over the arms of the chair, her shoes long abandoned due to the snuggly plush warmth of the rich carpets, an apple in one hand as she cracked open the book and proceeded reading, doing what she could to make sure that she would be the very appearance of a proper member of her family, and that she could push the whole Lionel/Lynesse thing out of focus. While she read the book of fairy stories about princesses and knights and magic frogs, she inwardly recited the excuse that her "brother" was out on an errand.

She hoped she wouldn't be interrupted . . . but she knew better.

[Ashara]

Ashara entered the room and let out a breath of relief, having at long last escaped the hovering presence of both her guards and her older cousins. Doran still acted as if she might vanish at any moment, and... Liam's disappearance was worrying all of them. Had he gone after the Sanseverinos, or had they come for him?

It was a moment before she realized she wasn't alone, and she almost greeted Brielle when she saw the dress, but no, that was Lynesse.

"Oh, hello." She smiled. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to intrude. But do you mind if I hide here for a few minutes? I'm not good enough at finding escape routes in Dragonhold yet."

[Lynesse Velaryon]

She nodded, although she held a healthy measure of distrust toward her cousin, though she did point at a slightly hidden door on the other side of the room. Only Lynesse knew where that went -- down to the second floor, though, it also cut by the practice courts in a rather roundabout way. It might actually get her more lost, but it would also get the Coleville girl out of her hair, too.