Chapter 1841 My Fucking Duty & Service:>Ep51

• "Useless bastards," Katerina cursed, carefully sheparding the last of an ink bottle with a strategic tilt to get as much of the dregs as possible.
• "I'll see if I can find you another one. Can you hold out for a while?" Lenna asked. In truth, even though she was no longer in a panic, she felt fucking useless. Moreover, it had been almost a full day since she'd had the time to exercise, and she was getting antsy about it. This arena was her wife's domain, not hers. She left with promises to return with a fresh bottle, a comment barely acknowledged with a grumble, and went in search of a sweat.
• One of the more visually striking rooms of the whole Kralgrav was the Gardens. Lenna remembered it distinctly from one of her visits as a place one could go to blow off steam and also, almost as importantly, see the sun. One of the walls had been replaced by thick, hazy glass. Nowhere near the clarity and craftswomanship of the Green House back in the Winter Court, it was nevertheless sufficient to let natural light in, as well as reveal the breathtaking vista of the valley beneath them. As if the wall had been cut straight through, revealing the world beneath their feet. Along the opposite wall, glacial meltwater rolled down the walls in a steady trickle, feeding row upon row of densely packed planters full of all varieties of flora. Root vegetables, Spring flowers, and the shoots of a dozen fresh sprouts of varying description. Maybe this had been where Katerina had gotten the idea for her Green House in the first place, Lenna thought.