by Katarina Karkov » Mon Mar 26, 2018 7:17 pm
It was still a bit chilly out -- January in the UK, after all -- but an unseasonably warm day (and the lack of a regular armed escort) inspired Katarina to take a stroll around the estate proper.
Physically, this wasn't much different than back home -- while Symkaria's palace wasn't the largest or most prestigious of European royalty, it had enough open space to walk around in. And, like Xavier's, it was surrounded by a wall, to keep the riff-raff out. So, really, this wasn't that much different after all.
But knowing that she could go anywhere. That there weren't a dozen eyes watching her every move, that people weren't sweeping the area with automatic weaponry to make sure she was 'safe' -- now that was different.
And so, it was with this positive mindset that Katarina settled up against a tree, closed her eyes, and took in the warmth of the afternoon.
((open))