[She watches as the other woman sinks into her seat, takes a long swig from her tankard before giving an answer.]

Let's dive right in.

[She says, and takes a breath. Is it a hard story to tell? She isn't quite sure. It isn't one she's recounted out loud very often at all.]

So you know I'm cavalier primary to the Ninth House, and the cavalier primary is always attached to the heir of a House, right? Well all the heirs and their cavs got called to Canaan House on the First...it's like, God's home world. Beautiful beyond all reason, just the most amazing blue and green when you see it on approach. But it's pretty much a ruin...there's nothing there but Canaan House. Anyway, that's not really the relevant bit. We all got called there so that our necros could try to become Lyctors, saints to serve the King Undying. You get like, mega necro powers and something super close to immortality, and we kinda went in there thinking the cavs are just there to follow their necros about looking fierce while they sit in on a lot of dry as fuck lectures about theorems until they attain sainthood.

With me so far?