S2.5: The aftermath
There is a short pause while Lottie gathers her thoughts. “Do you remember when I first came to the Potting Shed, suddenly, shockingly - at least to me - and late at night? I spent the first few days sleeping under Lois-the-Hippo’s snout in her armchair in the cozy area by the stove near, but not too near, the front door. I hardly ate and hardly left that chair. Only later did I feel comfortable having my own bunk. But then I picked the one furthest away: the only one anyone uses in the rafters, up two ladders! Pity that it’s above Hipparchus’s study but it’s a long way above. “Anyway, that night, after the battle, I cuddled into Lois’ chair again and slept all through the night and well into the morning. “When I finally woke, I went to the kitchen to get some breakfast and heard Alcock giving Fabian a real dressing down. I’ll tell you a bit more about what he said in a moment. But Alcock was cross that Fabian had used a sword - Anduril: Flame of the West ! - to kill...
