Elrien followed Marcellus's gaze out the window to the dark clouds beyond, nodding. His words were true about how war doesn't wait for weather. Though deep snow drifts can stop the advancement of soldiers, so the winter did tend to have less battles, but for what it lacked there, it made up with a strife of it's own. Cold, hunger, illness, food needing to be rationed so the stores would last till spring. Even the royalty of Northfall ate careful rations that time of year. There was little feasting aside from Winter's Eve. But winter was not upon them yet, though a storm was brewing.
Elrien rose from her place, closing her book.
"I bet it will be fun. If the rain catches me while I'm out there, you can bet I'll be covered in mud by the time I'm done. Should probably tell Anna to have a warm bath drawn for me when I get back in, or at the least some tea," she said, going over and placing the book on one of the shelves. Elrien went and thanked her tutor and made her leave. Though after they left the library, Elrien spoke to Marcellus again. "I want to thank you, again, for doing this. Putting up with me while Gretchen cared for her mother. I always wanted to give her a vacation, sadly it had to come in such a way. She is a kind person. I think you would like her if you met her, and maybe you will when she comes back."